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Genocide feat. Kendrick Lamar, Marsha Ambrosius & Candice Pillay
Dr. Dre
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Stone cold killers in these Compton streets
One hand on the 9, all eyes on me
Murder, murder
Murder, murder
Call 9-1-1, emergency
Hands up in the air for the world to see
It's murder, it's murder
Murder, murder
Murder dem down, kill 'em dead (Yo)
Bullet to the dome, to the head
Murder dem down kill a yout'
Don't fi a pull up on de man and
(Turn me up) What it look like?
See, murder dem down, kill 'em dead (Yo)
Bullets come down from the air
Murder dem down kill a yout'
Don't fi a pull up on de man and
(Turn me up) What it look?
There's the stone cold killers in these Compton streets
One hand on the 9, all eyes on me
Murder, murder
Murder, murder
Call 9-1-1, emergency
Hands up in the air for the world to see
It's murder, it's murder
Murder, murder
Murder
(It's been a 187 in this bitch)
Murder this, murder listen, hit a suburban whippin'
Tinted windows ride at your wifey (Brrrat)
And I bet you miss her
Reload the protools and we throw the clip in both trays
That's one on the left and one in the right hand
Scottie Pippen both ways
Been doin' drive-bys, got this music industry timeline
Lookin' like Rosecrans when these niggas throw up them signs high
I'm talkin' about that bottom where it's high crimes
Shit, I'm just tryna get paid and keep 'em thighs high
Sometimes I feel like I could just bury 'em, bury 'em
Cause delirium, mass hysteria, scarier area
I'm very aware hip hop needed somethin' to carry it
So I married that bitch and swung down in that chariot
Hangin' way too fuckin' close, beware the barrier
This is Hub City nigga, don't make us embarrass you
Man, you should be realistic, these niggas 'round here ballistic
We did the numbers and you lookin' like another statistic
There's the stone cold killers in these Compton streets
One hand on the 9, all eyes on me
Murder, murder
Murder, murder
Call 9-1-1 emergency
Hands up in the air for the world to see
It's murder, it's murder
Murder, murder (Murder)
Ahh, shit, recognize what lives inside these eyes
I'm ride until the dead has risen
Live in a project building, dodgin' the module ceilings
I ride, I'ma ride in a stolen jeep
Ride with the eyes of five blind men, my vision (Corrupted)
Mama tried counselin', five plans for Kendrick (But fuck it)
My family's ties, had sabotaged Rosecrans existence (Abducted)
My aliens on surveillance, they paid me a visit (Disgusting)
Our stadium's packed, Raiders in black
Curls drippin', silver bullet, palladium in my strap
I lie on the side of a one way street
Nowhere to go, death all I can see
I say, fuck is up? I fuck 'em up, your supper's up or something's up
I hoping all get orthotist, rope it before the double dutch broke
Plenty ruckus with the weapon I protect it under oath
My discretion, fuck your blessing, fuck your life
Fuck your hope, fuck your mama
Fuck your daddy, fuck you dead homie
Fucked the world up when we came up, that's Compton homie
Murder, murder
Murder
Murder
It's all murder
Murder
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Murder, murder
Murder, murder
(It's been a 187 in this bitch)
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