Текст (слова) песни: Tru (C Murder) - Eyes Of A Killa

[C Murder]
As I wake up and look into the motherfucking mirror
I realize I`m staring into the eyes of a killer
C Murder who I be TRU be my click
My mind`s on killing but in the process I`m getting rich
As I walk out the crackhouse strapped
With my bulletproof vest cause I can`t live with no bullets up in my chest
I`m a soldier bitch I told ya
With a shot from the Calliop to the Magnolia
Cause it`s a known fact that I sell crack
You fuck with me I`ll smoke your ass like cuz smoked this track
Beeper blowin I gots to apprehend my drug money
But I see popo`s in the car and commence to running
This cuz I knew keeps his rocks up in a skittles bag
Nigga I`ll be a little late but have my cash
Jumped in the caddilac and hit I-10
Got on the mobile lemme see which hoe I`m gonna go up in
Cocked my weapon cause I aint got no time for no bullshit
Ready to kill one of these hoes jealous ass boyfriend
Nigga, don`t hate me cause I`m getting head while I`m smoking weed
And when I`m done I`ll fix a sandwich and I`m outie G
?????? I aint workin with it all
I blame that shit on spending half of my life behind bars
The fedz talkin bout, no limit full of drug dealers
But homocide know C-Murder is a born killer

Chorus
They say I`m a drug dealer
But look into the eyes of this motherfucking killer x2

My mind playin tricks cause um, I think some dope missing
Time to check my crackhouse cause something fishy
And I aint taking no shorts nigga ask Silkk
I`m known to fold a nigga head like a fuckin quilt
Call bye cause I smell a fuckin murder coming
No limit soldiers bout to have this fuckin party jumping
Infared on AK`s for a better aim
T-Shirt, bulletproof vest cause, uh, bullets gots no name
Cause six deep is how we mob
Time for a 187, a motherfucking homocide
They put another x up on my tatooes
Laughing as another nigga sing the blues
Like Frank Nino, I feel funeral homes make a nigga wish they kept thier
motherfuckin ass home
You can take me to jail bitch, but that`s dumb
Cause the witness will never make it to the motherfucking courtroom
I`m legendary ask them hoes, see, they be loving
I`m not 2pac but uh, I`ll still be thugging
Cause dope, pussy and money is what I live for
Besides my family, that`s something I`ll kill for
Disrespect my click, and you will feel a
Blast from this motherfucking natural born killa

Chorus x4

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