murder over hard

i just got off the phone with dj kat

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it was murder over hard

like i like my eggs

eat 'em up

she don't need no motherfuckin' grave

we in love

me and murder

we tight like vice grips

she don't know the raw

i like my murder over hard

yeah

i got some different

i'm grippin' the samurai

i'll be damned if i spit at your bitch and i am denied

i'm john allen muhammad

my son is john malvo

snipin' at you rappers and there ain't no need for i.v. or i.d. or poisonous ivy

nigga

try me

now so niggas'll bubble up like some fried meat

now those niggas won't try me

i got a variety

they try to be

lie to me

tell me that nigga's tight as me

like the type that eats meat

i'll eat and not eat

i like the raw meat

pussy meat

push me

i'll put you right in the saw seat

i'll cut your head open

it's spidey

he's off the opium

scopin' 'em right out the trunk and i'm 'bout to open 'em

i don't really wanna cope with the lynch is fallin' off" shit