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(patton...)Turn me upNow I gotta murder da' murder ta' get awayThe eyes gotta peer now the fool's gotta payAnd if they pay then they pay with they lifeSo watch another man try to hold on to his lifeCause' I keep lookin' and huntin' just like a lionLet the sucka' know that it's them that be dyin'I show no remorse to the source of the talesAnd if they tell then the hungry better battleSongtexteAw I keep it comin' and comin' across the tableAnd if I miss, I never miss, 'cause I'm ableI'm lookin' forward and I'm lookin' over my shoulderAnd I'll make a simple sin to make the bonusBut I'll never bless the rest, so never ceaseI'll do a motherfucker with this restin' pieceCause' what they saw they never seen or even heard ofAnd if they live, it's just another body murdered.........another body murdered....(patton)I'm makin' deals for deals that make a killAnd anyone looking gonna' get that ass killedI'm livin' like a criminal and criminal I beAnd I'm respected in the hood like a 'g'But if they think I'm blasted then they goneI'm takin' off they're head with a motherfuckin' chromeI gotta pay the play the pay ta' get crookedAnd I ain't 'boo' til' I dump another foolI see the fool runnin' and runnin' but where they goin' ?Had to witness my murder now they knowin'What they blast so blast so at the padI'll have the thing fixed...my life was goin' in a flash....if I went to say---- that'd be my assSearching for these fools while stepping cross the squaresCause they can't hide and hide and that's realAnd what you just witnessed with your eyes got ta' kill.........another body murdered.....Bang your head to this....turn me up!....another body murdered(once again, mr. patton)...faith no more....I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered, ehh...boo-yaaT.r.i.b.e...I have to get it together to watch a body get murderedBang your head...come on...bang your head........bang your head.......bang you head to this....(more patton)I see a fool an' I try an' test the foolI testify that the fool will have to loseBoo-yaa t.r.i.b.e. gotta keep it lowCause the brother that was shot with my motherfuckin uz..ooooh...As I bail with my head upRound they crowd someone kicks my luck and then I get upAll these busters on my trailWell they get where I'm at, but the fail cause' they can't bailI keep bailin' I been stickin' my shit ever since they've had me jailed inBut it ain't all about servin' time...It's about breakin' down the verd(ict) and servin' mine....Another pass or passiveYou wanta' play it by the ridd did the king start blastin'All these fools goin' up they sighThey try to test mineThey never get to know whyOooh how long can you live when a gangster like the ridd keep smokin' thatAss.....Bang your head to this...(patton)Turn me up.....i had to get it together to watch a body get murdered..ehhFaith no more......i had to get it together to watch a body get murderedBoo-yaa t.r.i.b.e.....murder well I won... Aus Songtexte Mania