"Murdaland" lyrics

When I was free, I was taking over the country
City by city, state by state
But I was anti-police, and since police are the front-line soldiers of our entire justice system, people got nervous
Of course, I know: not all cops are bad
In fact, most of them are heroes, but back then I was ignorant, and the system feared me
The thing about fear is that it gives birth to hate
And hate can do a lot of evil shit
So, I'm taking over Mondays with the truth
Fuck all these so-called facts dudes sucking dick about
I heard one of 'em call me a monster
You got the "Monster" part right, homie
But let me take a little time to explain the kind of monster I am

Dope House Records make it snow
So, you can call us "Casa Blanca"
And the owner on the yarda
Playing basketball in chanclas
Bought his Chevy saving honest
Bought that condo selling negra
Si el vato quiere bronca
Yo lo mato a la verga

When they told me I was winning
I said, "How the fuck I'm losing"
Bruh, I'm sitting up in this Palla
With the bop in Houston

Heart stopper, Silk the Choppa
On my hood I part his wig
So, tomorrow never come
We get that settled off the rip

From the day I walked in Juvi
I became a walking movie
Half the tank already knew me
On my chain The Guadalupe

Now my diamonds big as croutons
Nigga flying in the Yukon
Calling me to war
You get no time to put your shoes on

Hit your block in that two-seater
Yapa bust on non-believers
They was roaring like some lions
Now, they running like hyenas

Colosseum filling up
They know The Riddla fitna stunt
Boys talking like they killer
I put killers in my trunk

Got three commas in my zeroes
With the trio in my cama
You can call me "Richie Valenz"
'Cause I skeet on niggas donnas

Fall asleep inside the trap
I tell a fiend, "Hold my heater."
Moving tar I'm moving coke
He want 'em both. He on the zebra

Hitting 7s, selling 8s
Busting 9s, pulling 10s
I see Death around the corner
"Ugly bitch, it's you again?"

Mamma told me I could laugh
But one day it's gon' catch up
"Girl, put that on your french fries
And take the keys to this Lamb truck."

Wake up next to Megans
Mi no play the solitary
Turn a man into a bitch
Like what they did to Tyler Perry

See I strum the steel guitar
Rock star, Lenny Kravitz
Put that cross across his head
That younging praying with the Catholics

Sawed-off Burn is half-shorter
Changed her look like a Transformer
Some say I bring bad karma
That's 'cause she by dance partner

B P vests on mass order
I tortured a man on camcorder
Heard a nigga say he want my life
I said, "Well, bruh. Make me a cash offer."

Azteca, rep the tribe
Better then the motherfucking best alive
Scary-ass bitch no friend of mine
'Cause when the shots rung out, I got left behind

Ain't never lying. I test the rhyme
My last lick was so death-defying
Old boy got hit and his breath declining
One thing for sure he ain't testifying

Iced-up face on Father Time
Ms. Lady Luck still on my side
In my feelings. So, I'm out my mind
But every thought still come with the dollar sign

Hooked on pink since adolescence
Drank more thicker than salad dressing
Lost a mil on a bad investment
Killed that man then I grabbed some breakfast

Murdaland
Earth a man
Working man
Murk a man

Murder man
Serve a man
Hurt a man
This whole world is

Murdaland
Earth a man
Working man
Murk a man

Murder man
Serve a man
Hurt a man
This whole world is
Murdaland

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Murdaland
Earth a man
Working man
Murk a man

Murder man
Serve a man
Hurt a man
This whole world is

Murdaland
Earth a man
All across the land we live in
Working man
Murk a man
Mothers crying, caskets filling

Murder man
Serve a man
Born to fall into the system
Hurt a man
This whole world is
God our saviour, save our children

Murdaland