This is a song about "Murder on aship"

We thinkin you got em and going murder

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night

Money, murder, marijen bitch im on that crip tonight

And i don’t wanna be a playa no more

Screamin murder bloodier than gore

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

Thinking they murder the beat on a violent track,

Black on black murder,uh dear god, r.i.p to every soul

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Murder chop your bodies up, put it on a sack then put them on a stack

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

They will always try whether its murder

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Cuz lighting up all these kids is murder

Listen to every word that i slur