Murderous Tendencies (feat. Boldy James)

Nicholas Craven

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    Laying there dead in the street
    Wish you could pick up and answer my call
    Till the next time that we meet
    They gon' picture you when they mention me
    I dread all of the memories
    When I got friends like y'all
    Who the fuck need enemies?
    Left me with murderous tendencies

    All of my friends on the bon voyage
    Probably can't even fit all the bodies into one collage (Can't)
    My entourage consists of all-important personnel
    All of the dirt that we did, pray I don't burn in hell
    Dirty nails, diggin' in my pocket, pullin' knots out
    Dropped out, still hopping out of coupes with the top down
    Watch got winding, Glocks with the silver lining
    Crocodile Dundee, for that money, we'll line him (Line him up)
    Had a Presi' on my wrist 'fore they elected Biden
    Never once abided by the law, I grew up with violence (Yeah)
    Shot a lot of niggas, lost some niggas that was timeless (Real niggas)
    Then lost my mind for a minute, brodie helped me find it
    Can't live with no regrets but still I wish I can rewind it (Uh-huh)
    Then never would've bumped heads, never would've collided
    Left a couple bullet holes in the vinyl satin
    The only thing that they was ever good at was hiding (Tucking tails)

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    Laying there dead in the street
    Wish you could pick up and answer my call
    Till the next time that we meet
    They gon' picture you when they mention me
    I dread all of the memories
    When I got friends like y'all
    Who the fuck need enemies?
    Left me with murderous tendencies

    Throwin' rocks at the pen', we get the work gone
    They throw rocks then hide they hand, them the worst ones (Fake-ass niggas)
    First run I ever had, I shot to Birch Run (Took off)
    Now it's brand new UFOs with the earth tone (Space shuttles)
    Burning crud same color as my birthstone (Crud)
    Chrome. 38 snub, one of my first guns (Bitch)
    You know out of all these killers, we the worst ones
    Reverse drum and see who cast the first stone
    Face card good in the ghetto but my faith scarred
    Race car driver, but this slide ain't got no safeguard
    Never been no cruel intent, really all that ever mattered
    If you superstitious, then why would you walk under a ladder?
    Caught up in the chatter, shit broke my heart and made it shatter
    Know we be game-timing shit like a Sega Saturn
    Serial stepper, got detectives tryna trace a pattern (Uh-huh)
    Was tryna fan me down, you ever caught me wavin' at her
    Counting, doing times tables, brick of David Banner (Uh-huh)
    At the table packin' raw with bad table manners
    Break a fiend jaw for stealing, we was housebroken
    Real outspoken, my chopper chew with his mouth open (Grrah)
    Died with his tongue hangin' out his mouth, Jordan
    Then burn a nigga spot down, give him a housewarming
    When it rains, it pours, but look, now it's downpouring
    Black clouds storming, burning thunder, bouncing out foreigns
    Pussy nigga ain't no boss, you the Tom Foreman
    I'm sending hits like Pop Warner, that's without warning
    Junkies on the corner split a fifth of Crown Royal
    He nickel slick, want a dime piece and not a quarter
    Out of order, serving all the out-of-town snorters
    Totin' big Glock 26, Kyle Korver
    Proud Detroiter, mix water with compound and mortar
    It's ConCreature born in bricks, Sodom and Gomorrah, Swally

    Laying there dead in the street
    Wish you could pick up and answer my call
    Till the next time that we meet
    They gon' picture you when they mention me
    I dread all of the memories
    When I got friends like y'all
    Who the fuck need enemies?
    Left me with murderous tendencies

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    Composición: Nicholas Craven y Mai Minakami

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