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Murda Freestyle (Eminem Diss) Lyrics by Black Child

Blackchild Presents A Warriors Words

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[Intro: Ja Rule]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
WHAT THE FUCK NIGGAS
This shit's gangsta
This shit's gangsta, uh
Put your guns down, put your guns down, ha ha
You know
Put your mics down, put your guns up
Put your mics down, put your guns up
'Cause it's gangsta, ha ha, yeah
Y'all niggas know
All my niggas 'bout go real crazy on this shit
FUCK THE BULLSHIT, holla
Yeah
Ayo Buck
You ready
Let's light these niggas asses out

[Verse 1: Ja Rule]
Yo, yo, yo, what kind a world is this where a snitch gets praised?
Lookin' out through the dark I see light shades
So I'm huntin' ya blondie with the sawed gauge
'Cause I heard that little nigga there was talkin' crazy
You heard Joe Crack
I'll make ground beef out your baby
And have your mom's gettin' raped
By niggas and spics on the daily
Em you know you fear me
'Cause I'm clearly the rap game's Jimmy Hoffa
Nigga, I'll pop, who shot cha

[Verse 2: Caddillac Tah]
Yo, nigga what don't fold me
Could only make me stronger
Come on some frontin' shit
You leavin' wit the coroner
These niggas I'm fuckin' wit
Is killers and they all bust nigga
I'm bossed up, pimpin' in that Cayenne Porsche truck, what
Nigga jump, it's real easy
Talkin' real greasy
I'll the fo-feasy do you dirty my neasy
We be M.U.R.D.E.R. D.O.A. fuck a ER
What

[Verse 3: Chink Santana]
Niggas talk [?] 'em they soft clique
I hawks it
Jump in the bucket, nah bitch, I bust and walk bitch
You suckas scared to die, if I had a tech or semi full of slugs, for clique
I'm prepared to ride, ay
What's beef, fuck beef
Niggas need to meet up in the street and straight bust they heat
'Cause on the concrete snitches don't deserve to breathe
Before Irv a bleed niggas gots to murder me MOTHERFUCKER

[Verse 4: Trife]
I been waitin' for this moment to happen for so long
And I'm goin' straight for your arms
Ain't no way you could hold on
We squeeze first, don't even reach or bother your tool
I stay wit Hussein
Don't make us hit the streets and holla at Rule
And get sumthin' started that you ain't ready to die for
Wit all the shit I been through in life I'm wonderin' what you try for
But keep spittin' dog
Trife could care less 'cause in reality we all know you frightened and fear death

[Verse 5: Hussein Fatal]
I seen 'em all wodie
Ain't no niggas worse than me
I gets down dog
I'm talkin' to the first degree
Respect the stripes
This thug shit I rep for life
Got 'em runnin', they need Fatal sneakers next to Nikes
Rule they buggin', they wanna know who kept on thuggin'
The drinkin', the druggin', the fo fo, [?] [?] the hoes I'm rubbin' on dimes, yes, o's for dozens (uh huh)
The gangbangin', the bloodin' (yeah) and the grain I'm floodin'
Change nuttin'

[Verse 6: Young Merc]
Look I ain't got no love for niggas that's tryna front on The Inc
Young and I'm comin' and gunnin' on any nigga who think
Sumthin' change, I'm still the same homie, ain't nuttin' sweet
You want it, you get it quick and severely
Niggas snatch up your family
Your wife, your kid, your old mami, dog
I speak rarely, my guns speak clearly and
Lotta dudes talkin' but I ain't wit it
Nigga I bangs out, so don't be surprised when them shots rang out
Bloaw

[Verse 7: Blackchild]
It's self evident
Niggas'ah die for another dead president
The FBI ain't got no evidence
Internal revenue we don't need your services
ATF will run up in your crib like cat burglars
The media is mass murderahs
We handle beef in the street nigga
I know all y'all heard us
I.G., Black Child, J to A to R.U.L.E., Caddillac Tah from Pov City
Young Merse and Fatal wit Chink Santana
We spit heat like hammers
Cook beef like bammers
Pigs could get it too
Don't make us spit at chu
It's murda, your funeral'll be beautiful
Trife
Hey Charli
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