Man wicked and bad Wicked and bad, man wicked and bad Wicked and bad, man wicked and bad Insipid Gunshot rain down like lightnin' Who di fuck boost him up and hype him By no bloodclaat law, we abidin' Inna di miggle addi night we strike him (Murda on tha beat, so it's not nice) Skimas- bumbohole Skimask tear gas, rubber grip, hollow tip, wah yuh know about this When di gun start spit and di bullet dem flick Pull up on dem ends, tun dem inna target R-I-P Mi nuh play with people, yuh fi know say mi dark and mi fuckin' evil Mi shoot up a car with your pickney in deh, and mi nuh care You nuh hear what mi say And mi nuh care When we kill, we kill without remorse We heart no warm and soft, we nuh give a fuck We are murderers Fully automatic Murderers Nothin'll ever top it Coulda soldier, coulda never stop it We are murderers And it was for nothing, killing of the habit Murderers Mm Everywhere we go now bus' gyal Two fire, knockin' out cap Rifle I stuck in my back Mi nuh too talk, everything ah bus' shot Ri, rifle Buss Nah, nah, nah, name Mi mi, mi no really name Mi nuh say you're willing and when you're killin' them Pull up in a million, spend a million Everyday I'm willin' them, when I'm drillin' them, when I be Put no one in him, why they Why he fly like la-la-light away A day lay-lay way where we came They saw the re-re-re-re-re-rain When we kill, we kill without remorse We heart no warm and soft, we nuh give a fuck We are murderers Fully automatic Murderers Nothin'll ever top it Coulda soldier, coulda never stop it We are murderers And it was for nothing, killing of the habit Murderers Mm Yeah Evil, baby, evil Shouts to the don, my nigga And I'm down to take them some And I'm 1400, I ain't changin' (changin') Ride round with the fire, might have to bang it Pop I remember when I took you to Topanga Yeah Shawty got up in my bed, I had to bang her And I'm big 14, I'm no stranger I love my women but I hate when they change up I am not fake with a face full of makeup I am not the one to present with the fake love She love it when I keep it real, yeah 10 million dollars on a house in the hills, yeah Mama crib paid off, she do not pay no bills, yeah Chop a nigga body up and give his mom to choose, yeah When we kill, we kill without remorse We heart no warm and soft, we nuh give a fuck We are murderers Fully automatic Murderers Nothin'll ever top it Coulda soldier, coulda never stop it We are murderers And it was for nothing, killing of the habit Murderers Mm Everywhere we go now bus' cap Two fire knockin' out cap Rifle I stuck in my back Mi nuh too talk, everything ah bus' shot Fully automatic Nothin'll cut up it Coulda soldier, coulda never stop it And it was for nothing, killing of me a bit