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letra de murder in the streets (deranged fuck) - big que

[verse 1:]
i’m the one you learnt to hate
the one who doesn’t give a d-mn about his fate
you can go around the town and say
what you want
the chances are i’ll be gone
even before they have chance to investigate the song
i’ll string em’ along
so are we on and off, because i can’t tell
i’ll tell you something dawg, i’m actually talking to myself… (take your meds)
self therapy is the best type of help
unless you k!ll the person who showed you the road into hell
then they can fuck off and re-die before they tell the devil where you are
i’ll take you back to the date of my birth and show you everything from the start
it all started with my mar, then i was left alone to created the art
then i murdered the first, the second, then the third
i seen the dead get taken away in a dark he-rs-
i was the one who had taken them away
the family best not come around unless they too want to go astray

[chorus:] x2
yo, i’ma deranged fuck
a kid who was mistook
they didn’t even give a fuck
they wouldn’t even look
murder in the streets
yo, a deranged fuck
categorised as a crook
they must think i’ma schmuck
deranged fuck

[verse 2:]
yo wait, i grew up twisted as fuck
my childhood wasn’t really great, my moms acted like a proper ****
even if my life was drug up, i’m not a thug
i’m more than one, in your chest i’ll put a slug
it’s murder in the streets, i don’t give a fuck about the heat
if you don’t like me, then you’re welcome to fucking leave
or this switch blade knife will take your life
in the paper they’ll write that they don’t understand why i made you die
well if you fuck around with a clown from the underground
your body will never ever get found
it’ll disappear in the mist of the abyss and no one will give a shit
am i ill, no i’m just sick
love creates hate and hate creates love, it’s all the same
it’s just the way you choose to play the fucking stupid game
you know like, fuck my friends
they’re there, then their dead, now written’ in a rhyme with this pen

[verse 3]
i’ll come around your house and smash down your door
and fuck your whore, with everyones else nailed down to the floor
with your doggies blood all up the wall
that’s not the only shit i have in stall, i have more for y’all
i’ma take a butcher knife, tie this girl to the chair
god ain’t with you today, so fuck your prayers
i’m slowly slice both sides of your throat, but not the vein
then leave her for days, just so she can feel the pain
then put her down, lay down next to her and tell her all my thoughts
you know like all the shit in my life that i’ve fought
all of what i’ve been through, maybe i can love you more
than everyone before, i will give you it all
i’ll just stab you straight through your chest until your heart pops out
i’ll be gone before the cops even come around
cuz dawg i’m the fucking don
murder in the streets by a deranged fuck, who don’t give a fuck if i’ve won
i’m on top

- big que

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