Music To Be Murdered By Remix Lyrics – Sync Reaper
Singer: Sync Reaper
Title: Music To Be Murdered By Remix
This is murder murder
f#ckin all the skrr skrrs, (skrr)
Make em’ yell
Hold up!
We on the west side
West side, reminiscing with a g side
And the north side
I probably hit it on the plip side
This is murder murder
f#ckin all the skrr skrrs, (skrr)
Make em’ yell
Hold up!
We on the west side
West side, reminiscing with a g side
And the north side
I probably hit it on the plip side
Coming back now it’s a remix
You better be keen
The ammunition
The body yadas in the kitchen
Watching the ceiling
Spitting bars is now a habit
Coz i got ambition
But you know that feeling ryt?
That makes you wanna murder some
For me i get it all the time
It fix ur heart and steal ur life
Ryt when you thought you were for good
It turns you to a sinister
2 syllables to make up semester
And i am sure i seen a star, (sinister)
And now u gotta bring extinguishers
Coz me, yung flame we murder some
We up in blaze, no stopping us,,
Now that it’s a remix, we spazzing more
It’s more bars, more flows mixed with sanity
Those are the words we’ll never say
It’s music to be murdered 2nd murder
Call it double homicide
*haha*
Let it breathe then i’m back in it
Just let it ……..*fade*……..
And bring it back, so u can spaz on it
No wait.. nah nah
Lemme repent
U gotta pick it up, and beat it up
And drs gotta patch it up
This is murder murder
f#ckin all the skrr skrrs, (skrr)
Make em’ yell
Hold up!
We on the west side
West side, reminiscing with a g side
And the north side
I probably hit it on the plip side
This is murder murder
f#ckin all the skrr skrrs, (skrr)
Make em’ yell
Hold up!
We on the west side
West side, reminiscing with a g side
And the north side
I probably hit it on the plip side
(verse 2){yung flame}
We be killing n#gg#s
f#ckin all the skrrr skrr
A n#gg# back, we be like boomerang
You n#gg#s lucky once or twice a year
Just hold your jingle bells
You n#gg#s runnin outta breath
You took some cigarettes
We hang with killers
The west side
The outkast
Your mouth run
Make it penetrate
Be like zombie the living dead
Yeah never die
Spittin fire
Talking about flames
Bringing some change
Still gaining some weight
I’m talking about bars
You think you better
We just give you time
So you can outline
Like throw me a mic
And when i drop it
But still you n#gg#s couldn’t drop as hard as me
Even if you metamorphosize
I’ll be 3x better than your #ss
Yung n#gg# be taking the stage floor
And you know i’m leaving a floor stain
No i ain’t f#ckin with cocaine
This the remix
So you know that this a double homicide n#gg#
This is murder murder
f#ckin all the skrr skrrs, (skrr)
Make em’ yell
Hold up!
We on the west side
West side, reminiscing with a g side
And the north side
I probably hit it on the plip side
This is murder murder
f#ckin all the skrr skrrs, (skrr)
Make em’ yell
Hold up!
We on the west side
West side, reminiscing with a g side
And the north side
I probably hit it on the plip side
(verse 3){yung flame}
This the rebound, defeat round
Same sound, flame now
Flow switching now
I can’t play, domain
Your in my range
I might shoot
Mayday
Check it damn, (flame)
These n#gg#s runnin outta tym
I said i’ll shoot him in the back
And now a n#gg# gon’ attack
Call him bat
Call him man
Call him batman
Runnin man who gon’ outpost
Who the f#ck really want smoke
Without further a f#ckin do,
Oh god i never knew
Shoot a n#gg# in the back
Now he running without shoes
Everybody got swag
Farmers daughter thinks she kul
Cooking up i’m like cocoon
n#gg#s take me for a fool, (damn)
Uh, building up all these walls
Cannot come out
I’m trapped in here, these doubts are my guests now
No security, but my.. roommate..
Is insecurity
f#ck! the misery, the reaper and i
We ’bout to pop off
Yeah, i’m going door-to-door
No trick or treat, but rather treat or kill
Halloween, kills
Yeah, i’m like michael in a jason mask
The terror in the rapper’s eyes
The n#gg# with the talent
I don’t care if u don’t recognize
Bring it back, i ain’t done
That was a warm-up,,,
Paint a perfect picture
Coz ain’t no preacher knows i’ll be richer
With the bars i switch up
Switching flows like i be switching off foes
When they hit the goal post
Then i get ur hoe hoes, like santa in the north pole,,
I’ve been uphill
Pretend to appeal
Then it got me locked in
That’s really unreal
For me to get a refill
But i guess it’s god’s will
All i need is to kill
That’ll really fulfill
My grill
Then freddy, jason & mr myers walked in
This is murder murder
f#ckin all the skrr skrrs, (skrr)
Make em’ yell
Hold up!
We on the west side
West side, reminiscing with a g side
And the north side
I probably hit it on the plip side
This is murder murder
f#ckin all the skrr skrrs, (skrr)
Make em’ yell
Hold up!
We on the west side
West side, reminiscing with a g side
And the north side
I probably hit it on the plip side
(outro){yung flame}
Flip side
Don’t seem right
Like g-nights
We’ve been ryt
The best side
The west side
The rap knights
Kill a n#gg# 1 shot
A kill shot
I feel hot
Cause flame hot
The sync on
The west on
My name on
So fall on
And tee on
So better turn the game on
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