Murray's Law (Album Version)
And I'm the four-letter word that you don't bleep out
Got a question for you rappers rollin' wit'cha heats out
Is this really where you wanna be when Jesus come back
Lyin' 'bout your life over beats comin' whack
And you say I'm backpack 'cause I don't have a gat
Man I just love life and I'm dealin' with the facts
I'm young I'm gifted I'm beautiful and black
And my momma didn't raise no fool like that
I understand that you broke you tryin' to get money
But you don't start gangbangin' in your mid-20's
Don't know nothin' 'bout the beef or the gang that you claimin'
You ain't even worth namin'
But I got a right hook that'll vacate your Timberlands
Take this outside set it straight like gentlemen
I do feel the music so I kinda respect it
But don't confuse ill lyrics with real street credit c'mon
Wat'chu gon' do man ha
Get knocked out
I'm real official like a referee with a whistle boy
Get it right man
My man Murs yo shut these cats down holla
I got my wallet in my pocket and my money in my sock
'Cause that's how it be when it's funny on the block
Like it be on TV when these dummies try to rock
With they secondhand flows like they runnin' on a clock
In a one minute cycle I'm done with the rifles
The Tecs the 9's the Killers the Psychos
Look now can we party
And I want a Shirley Temple 'cause I don't drink Bacardis
But in a minute I'ma probably
Try to holla at a hottie with a nice shaped body
If she's into what I'm into we should worship at my temple
I'ma grind from behind as we wind to the tempo
If she break it down slow then it feel like mo'
That's a Mayfield line for all of y'all who don't know
All I do is have fun and bring life to the fans
And I don't need a gun 'cause I'm nice with my hands c'mon
Nice with my hands dawg never seen the floor man
Ask somebody check the stats
Murs man yo get at these fools though
Let 'em know what's good baby woo
We shocked the world last year when nobody heard of me
My boy he got skills that's like musical surgery
Me you know the deal I'm a lyrical emergency
We keepers of the real just consider us security
Of the world 9th somethin' like top flight
As long as we in control everything's alright
While the rest will steer you wrong with them songs
That they thought up
I wrestle with these words but I'm never gettin' caught up
In the drama and the BS
Jumped up out the underground you know I gotta be fresh
Rhymes runnin' through my mind all day I press eject
I gotta lay 'em down on these beats 'cause they need wreck
Yes I'm back for the title
And I brought an iron fist just to smack all your rivals
Woulda thought I ran track the way I ran through my rivals
Man I swear I'm the truth slap my hand on the Bible
Let's go
Murray's Law (Album Version)LRC歌词
[00:05.51]And I'm the four-letter word that you don't bleep out
[00:08.12]Got a question for you rappers rollin' wit'cha heats out
[00:10.78]Is this really where you wanna be when Jesus come back
[00:13.48]Lyin' 'bout your life over beats comin' whack
[00:16.31]And you say I'm backpack 'cause I don't have a gat
[00:19.21]Man I just love life and I'm dealin' with the facts
[00:21.77]I'm young I'm gifted I'm beautiful and black
[00:24.25]And my momma didn't raise no fool like that
[00:27.07]I understand that you broke you tryin' to get money
[00:29.87]But you don't start gangbangin' in your mid-20's
[00:32.02]
[00:32.58]Don't know nothin' 'bout the beef or the gang that you claimin'
[00:35.45]You ain't even worth namin'
[00:37.07]
[00:38.33]But I got a right hook that'll vacate your Timberlands
[00:40.29]
[00:40.89]Take this outside set it straight like gentlemen
[00:43.34]
[00:43.86]I do feel the music so I kinda respect it
[00:46.27]But don't confuse ill lyrics with real street credit c'mon
[00:50.29]Wat'chu gon' do man ha
[00:52.33]Get knocked out
[00:52.97]
[00:53.57]I'm real official like a referee with a whistle boy
[00:56.26]Get it right man
[00:57.38]My man Murs yo shut these cats down holla
[00:59.92]I got my wallet in my pocket and my money in my sock
[01:02.90]'Cause that's how it be when it's funny on the block
[01:05.40]Like it be on TV when these dummies try to rock
[01:08.26]With they secondhand flows like they runnin' on a clock
[01:10.89]In a one minute cycle I'm done with the rifles
[01:13.65]The Tecs the 9's the Killers the Psychos
[01:17.49]Look now can we party
[01:19.05]And I want a Shirley Temple 'cause I don't drink Bacardis
[01:22.17]
[01:23.24]But in a minute I'ma probably
[01:24.72]Try to holla at a hottie with a nice shaped body
[01:27.24]If she's into what I'm into we should worship at my temple
[01:29.89]I'ma grind from behind as we wind to the tempo
[01:32.65]If she break it down slow then it feel like mo'
[01:35.33]That's a Mayfield line for all of y'all who don't know
[01:38.19]All I do is have fun and bring life to the fans
[01:40.89]And I don't need a gun 'cause I'm nice with my hands c'mon
[01:44.00]
[01:45.03]Nice with my hands dawg never seen the floor man
[01:47.28]Ask somebody check the stats
[01:49.79]Murs man yo get at these fools though
[01:52.15]Let 'em know what's good baby woo
[01:53.49]
[01:54.57]We shocked the world last year when nobody heard of me
[01:57.51]My boy he got skills that's like musical surgery
[01:59.48]Me you know the deal I'm a lyrical emergency
[02:02.34]We keepers of the real just consider us security
[02:05.57]Of the world 9th somethin' like top flight
[02:08.23]As long as we in control everything's alright
[02:10.68]While the rest will steer you wrong with them songs
[02:13.02]That they thought up
[02:13.87]I wrestle with these words but I'm never gettin' caught up
[02:17.18]
[02:17.69]In the drama and the BS
[02:19.31]Jumped up out the underground you know I gotta be fresh
[02:22.27]Rhymes runnin' through my mind all day I press eject
[02:24.33]I gotta lay 'em down on these beats 'cause they need wreck
[02:27.63]Yes I'm back for the title
[02:29.96]And I brought an iron fist just to smack all your rivals
[02:32.46]Woulda thought I ran track the way I ran through my rivals
[02:35.62]Man I swear I'm the truth slap my hand on the Bible
[02:38.20]Let's go
