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letra de friendly murder - lord gary

[verse 1]

here’s the situation, i’m in the kitchen rinsing off my dinner plate
when i get a message from the homie nathan about n-ggas hating
saying that they’re going to lay me down with no hesitation
nathan gather up the congregation
with no contemplating i’m declaring war
these n-ggas want it they gon’ get it raw, ol’ dirty b-st-rds
lay low i need to make a call
hit up the homie carl “bring the artillery we gon’ need it all”
“n-gga what you need” n-gga glocks and choppers
f-ck it, a rocket launcher to pop the monster
the mind state of a mobster
when n-ggas think it’s sweet like wonka
we can get gangsta any day, yeah any place
that rude boy gary set fire to bloodclot face
as i wait for the delivery
if i get caught, i hope the city remembers me for this

[chorus]

murder, murder
murder (murder, murder, murder, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll)
murder (murder, murder, murder, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll)

[verse 2]

carl delivers the goods, i -ssemble the team
the entire regime is strapped with hammers that clean
them street sweepers, and they gon’ need a big -ss dust pan
when i’m finished turning the whole block into dust man
nathan, hop inside of the car with me
told the rest of the army to go ahead without me
nathan started walking around me
the expression on his face resembles pouting
and so i ask “what’s wrong dog” he said “gary it’s time
i’ve been waiting patiently for it to be just you and i”
huh, he said he’s coming for my spot on top
and there was nothing i can do to stop him from taking my spot
c-cks the glock “what you talking about”
soon as he parted his mouth i let shots come out
d-mn nate, you was supposed to be manolo, but oh no
you wanted to be tony on the low though, forcing me to

[chorus]
[verse 3]

now i’m sitting here in denial
did i really just k!ll my man in this vile and awful way
i remove my hand from my face and look at him sitting there bl–dy
my motherf-cking buddy
how we get here, n-gga was raised together
played together, sh-t we got laid together
remember back at charlene’s sweet sixteen
we ran up in them twin girls ronni and ragene
plus i held you down with that abortion money
sh-t you was there when it first became extortion money
told that n-gga give it up, remember that
had to put him down ’cause he’s talking about some “never that” f-ck is he
our secret, that’s what we said
d-mn my n-gga, i can’t believe you’re dead
as i walk away he wakes and pulls on my leg
then the corner of the table met the corner of my head, murder

end

- lord gary

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