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| C-Murder Trapped In Crime Damned If They Murder Me [C-Murder] I be damned if I do, and damned if I don't Hail Mary, please help me, cause I know my foes won't rest -- until they see me surrounded by grief wear a wrief, and my grave reading rest in peace How can the whole world hate me and turn they back? Cause I'ma TRU motherfucker, any nigga know that I stand my ground, ain't trippin' on what turf you claim I put my faith in God's hands, it's a white man's land Straight from the wounds of my momma's belly to the streets, to the pen, I wish somebody'd tell me Cause I'm lost like a needle in the hay Before I lay, I pray, and steady searchin' for a better day And I'm guilty for the crime of telling the truth And my conviction is the blame for whatever you do And backpains from the world on my shoulder blades But I be damned if they send me to an early grave Chorus [C-Murder, (Ms. Peaches)] [C-Murder] I be damned if they murder me Until I die, I'll be high when they bury me I never lie, I'm worry free until I rest my soul I resurrect for revenge with my eyes closed I be damned if they murder me Until I die, I'll be high when they bury me I never lie, I'm worry free until I rest my soul I resurrect for revenge with my eyes closed [Ms. Peaches in background] Searchin' for my soul, but I can't seem to find it I see fear in my eyes, Lord tell me why, am I Searchin' for my soul, but I can't seem to find it I see fear in my eyes, Lord tell me why [Mac] Illegal business enters the streets, God is my witness I made a million niggas hit list, yet I'm alive To live and breathe, my life is a hole in four The mysteries of old are now told You reap what your soul, and I seen alot of guns unload Sometimes over gold, many over control But in the eyes of thier own kind, niggas are bold But in the hands of their enemy, fears unfold It's a cold world, only if your brain is froze So we murder our bros, over money and clothes And where I'm from, these niggas carry mad 44's But be in bitch mode, at any site of any popo's If you a soldier, then nigga play this game with soul Look get your mind right, and leave that bullshit to commodes Peep the words of God, with baggy clothes and fros Everything insist for a purpo', book closed [C-Murder] I be damned if they murder me Until I die, I'll be high when they bury me I never lie, I'm worry free until I rest my soul I resurrect for revenge with my eyes closed I be damned if they murder me Until I die, I'll be high when they bury me I never lie, I'm worry free until I rest my soul I resurrect for revenge with my eyes closed [Ms. Peaches in background] Searchin' for my soul, but I can't seem to find it I see fear in my eyes, Lord tell me why Searchin' for my soul, but I can't seem to find it I see fear in my eyes, Lord tell me why [Magic] They call us lost souls, but done so much wrong, done made so many niggas fold And fucked over so many hoes, screaming fuck my foes And I knew I was wrong But I been having a violent temper since the day I was born But it's that same determantion, that's got me up in the eyes of the whole nation I just hoping that they what I'm facin' For the drama that I caused in my past Living crazy, know I was heading nowhere fast My whole family pointed the finger thinking I couldn't succeed Cause I'm thuggin' on the corner man, smoking my weed Sellin' my llelo cause I had no other way, for making my pay Keepin' a decent fucking place for me to stay But still I'ma hustler, my every word is like bustin' at you motherfuckers And I won't stopped til I'm heard by the whole planet I keep it real, cause you fake niggas can't stand it And I be damned if they bury me..... |
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