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Starin’ at Marilyn Monroe’s silhouette |
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While smokin’ my first cigarette |
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Listenin’ to Marvin ask his father about his death |
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How you shoot a ***** out, then shoot a ***** out? |
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Dead bodies in my dreams, Bob Marley on my couch |
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Pass me the blunt, he was smokin’ when he died |
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You really think Elvis Presley committed suicide? |
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I don’t, it’s either kill or you be killed |
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Ten pints of blood per human, ain’t no refills |
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One thing about us humans, *****, we kill |
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Turkeys, chickens, pigs, each other, **** us, we will |
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Take a life, lethal injection or free will |
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Tookie got murdered by the pigs, **** did he kill? |
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That ain’t none of my business, though |
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But I’m the type of ************ make it his business, so |
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Open the book and turn that page |
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It reads Arthur Ashe died from AIDS, no |
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That’s murder, ***** |
| [01:18.615][Hook: Kendrick Lamar] |
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Murder |
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Gunfire, death is so quiet, ask why, tell ‘em it’s |
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Murder |
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The sun rise then hide by grey skies, that cry sounds like |
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Murder |
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Murder, murder, murder, murder |
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Murder, murder, murder, murder |
| [01:41.917][Verse 2: Game] |
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Malcolm X standing on that stage |
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It was staged for him to see that gauge |
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Murder, ***** |
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Doctor King outside that room |
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Who knew that he would die that soon? |
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That’s murder, ***** |
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JFK sittin’ in that drop |
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He waved goodbye, then they blew off his top |
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It’s murder, ***** |
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Diddy seen Big, and Suge watched Pac |
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They both was ridin’ passenger when they got shot, it’s murder |
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Who the **** killed Michael Jackson, his physician? |
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He died slow in his music, you ain’t really listen |
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Now his daughter gettin’ slapped by his sister |
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And that’s probably gon’ kill they mama |
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So I’m sorry Ms. Jackson, I’m sorry Ms. Houston, sissy |
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Might shed a tear but ain’t no sissy |
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‘Cause Whitney’s sill with me |
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And her death kinda hurt a ***** |
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So let’s get back to talkin’ ‘bout murder, ***** |
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John Lennon got shot in the back |
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And Paul McCartney couldn’t do s**t ‘bout that |
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‘Cause it was murder, ***** |
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Listen, this ain’t about you and me |
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It’s about Trayvon Martin and Huey P |
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And how they shot down Sam Cooke |
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Twelve years of school and it ain’t in one damn book |
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Lee Harvey Oswald ‘bout to serve a sentence |
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From the crowd comes a revolver |
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That’s murder, ***** |
| [02:52.656][Hook] |
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| [03:12.457][Verse 3: Scarface] |
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Gaspin’ for air, ****** cling on |
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Tryin’ to fight the inevitable, sing on |
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You hear that fat lady warmin’ up? |
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The end came without a warning, huh? |
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Them ****** real with them rags on |
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****** get killed ‘bout them flags, homes |
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The Game told you what the play was |
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So it don’t matter what you say, cuz |
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Say Blood, these ****** livin’ what they die by |
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You out here playin’ while these ****** doin’ drive-bys |
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If murder was the case that they gave Snoop |
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Then how the **** you thinking they gon’ save you? |
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Them ****** played you, you doin’ stand up |
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You a comedian there, boy, put your hands up |
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Don’t turn this to a 1-8-7 |
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I have you leanin’ on the stairway to Heaven |
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Spittin’ blood, these are tales from the hood |
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Suicide sound quicker, but a murder sounds good |
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Wish a ************ would try to play me like a toy |
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You get a bullet in your ************’ head, homeboy |
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The people sayin’ that a drug overdose killed Hendrix |
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They bulls**tted, it was murder |
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Or a plane crash killed Otis Redding |
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That’s how they said it, but it was murder |
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The cops kill us at alarming rates |
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They point they guns at the ones they hate (******) |
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If Bin Laden brought the World Trade down |
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Then how the **** did he die just now? |
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Murder, murder (Murder, murder, kill, kill) |
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(They killin’ ************* still) |
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(And I’m just tellin’ y’all the real) |
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(*****, murder, murder, murder |
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(*****, kill, kill, kill, for real) |