lirik lagu murs - 2 original
[intro: murs & 45 acp]
yo, you got that, duke?
underground
yo, haha
underground
2 original
underground
you fakin’ ass n~ggas
from mid~city blocks
underground, underground
2 original, check this sh~t out
underground
2 original! motherf~ckin’ straight
underground, underground
mid~city, n~gga, mid~city, n~gga
mid~city, check it out
underground
[verse 1: 45 acp & murs]
i’m a weapon of mass destruction on the mic
and far as my prototype, like a swat team, my vocals slice
un~original, meltin’ brains, my main frame’s to leave mental frames and blood stains
internally, my poet style bust externally
eternity holdin’ down my [?], city, west bound, my town
in a scandalous~ass, wickedest plantation
us underground n~ggas is cleanin’ up the sanitations
you hip~hop heads is facin’ all bullsh~t
more [?], to help provide [?] enterprise
and commercialise false living
having you worshippin’ cats who sinning
but this is a new beginning, a new experience of peace winnin’ (yeah)
we doin’ underground big thangs, and all this sh~t gon’ change (what?)
catch that feelin’, mane
(aww, f~ck! straight up)
n~gga, you goin’ down the motherf~ckin’ sack…
[interlude: murs]
underground
n~gga, 2 original
2 motherf~ckin’ original
underground
motherf~ckers comin’ at you, 2, straight from the
underground, underground
underground, underground, f~ck that, yeah
[verse 2: murs]
wannabee original (yeah, what), thoughts torn from my subliminal
look down over beats, can’t help but be unique
raised in these mid~city streets
now i heard some b~tches say
that the east side is dingy, and the west side is trinny
but this is straight~up mid~city
can’t nare n~gga bend me, now i’m
straighter than most, but that don’t mean you can play me close
’cause i will have done my crimes, but never done no times
now i run my rhymes one of a kind, until i clock out
angry n~ggas that mastered the artistry of a knockout
playin’ nintendo 64 until my brain rot out
but still these concepts remain (what?) well thought~out
brought out the best in these b~tch n~ggas, so call me a pimp
style og, like my n~gga troy limp (simp)
in it for a minute while these other n~ggas just temp
so when yo’ b~tch ass is gettin’ laid off, i just be gettin’ layed
say what?
i flash a rhyme that make yo’ b~tch put ’em on a glass like lay~ups (hahaha)
stay up, out my face and you won’t get dissed
’cause before i give yo’ ass a rhyme i’d rather give you my b~tch
than let you breathe on this microphone
you couldn’t swing on my sh~t if it was in the strike zone
y’all n~ggas still tryna see l.a. (what?), but we can’t be seen (h~ll no)
’cause we be duckin’ 5~0 helicopters, tryna escape the crime scene
between, murs jump in the ring, turn in to steam, b~tch
we out like this, mid~city gang (what?)
[interlude: murs]
underground
2 original motherf~ckers
underground, underground
comin’ at you from a~ you know that sh~t
mid~city life
underground, underground
stop
underground
straight up
[outro]
underground, underground
underground, underground
underground
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