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$UICIDEBOY$ Ft. Yelawolf & Tech N9ne - Murda (Music Video)

$UICIDEBOY$ Ft. Yelawolf & Tech N9ne - Murda (Music Video) LYRICS: Yeah… Triple six… Slumerican… Strange… MURDA on my mind… Murda… murda… voices in my head say murda… Black coupe slide through the night like a burner… Cold soul, heart froze, I don’t feel no further… Graveyard shift, dig dirt, bring the curse up Murda… murda… demons in the mirror get louder… Ash on my hoodie, lungs full of that powder… Dead boy walkin’, every step get darker… Pray to the void but the void don’t answer Creepin’ through the shadows with a blade in my thoughts Grey skies, dead eyes, everything rot Pill bottle empty, still feelin’ the drop Six feet deep but I’m still on top Hear the whispers in the static, VHS glitch Life feel cursed, every breath feel stitched Black nails scratchin’ at the coffin lid I was born in the flames, now I live like this Ride slow, no soul, ghost in the ride Northside blood drip, can’t hide what’s inside Smoke thick, lungs black, vision go blind If I die tonight, at least I went high Murda… murda… voices in my head say murda… Black coupe slide through the night like a burner… Cold soul, heart froze, I don’t feel no further… Graveyard shift, dig dirt, bring the curse up Creek water flow, but it’s red like rust Backwoods burnin’, got a devil in my lungs White trash rebel with a trunk full of thump Cadillac creep, got the bass turned up Southern gothic, ridin’ through the fog Moonlight shine on a broken-down god Shotgun seat, got a grip, no talk If they step too close, let the reaper get involved Slumerican outlaw, dirt road king Got a snake in the grass and it hiss when I sing Tattoo tears, no fear, no wings Just a bottle and a past full of dead old things Murda… murda… voices in my head say murda… Black coupe slide through the night like a burner… Cold soul, heart froze, I don’t feel no further… Graveyard shift, dig dirt, bring the curse up Killa with the syllables, venom in the rhythm, I deliver when I hit ‘em with a pivot and a trigger, never little, I’m a villain in the middle of a ritual Creepin’ with a cynical mind, I redefine what it means when a demon wanna dine Better get in line when I snap like a vine, intertwine with the dark, now your soul get signed Strange music, let it bang, let it bleed Energy insane, I don’t pray, I decree When I step in the game, it’s a murda on beat Every bar like a bullet, make ‘em drop to their knees Chop-chop cadence, I’m a problem, no savin’ When I pop off, everybody get taken From the bottom to the top, I was raised in the basement Now I’m bringin’ all the pain like a final damn statement Lights low… sirens echo… Heartbeat… turn to tempo… No sleep… just shadows… Welcome to the end, though… Murda… murda… voices in my head say murda… Black coupe slide through the night like a burner… Cold soul, heart froze, I don’t feel no further… Graveyard shift, dig dirt, bring the curse up Murda… murda… demons in the mirror get louder… Ash on my hoodie, lungs full of that powder… Dead boy walkin’, every step get darker… Pray to the void but the void don’t answer… "IT'S NOT A REAL SONG ITS JUST DEMONSTRATION HOW YOU CAN SOUND ON THIS BEAT" #suicideboys #yelawolf #musicvideo