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lirik lagu murs - simple

[verse: murs]
contain rage on page engage in acts of l-st
with the track in thrust back
the wack i crush and bust off a shot
too intense to brush off
continue to feel my presence as this track cuts off
an ongoin’ scrimmage
with anger’s mirror image
much too graphic for the timid
vivid depictions of me rippin’ myself in half
even i have felt the wrath
of g*nius gone mad
on bad terms with my inner being
seeing
i could be a little fresher
force myself to study
sn-tch the element of surprise from the dresser
movin’ on your fears, the aggressor
can always stand to learn somethin’
why sit around ignorant?
mind state militant
can quickly slip into belligerent acts of violent chats
sittin’ across the room mad d-gg-n’
simultaneously servin’ you with silent raps
time elapse
see the collapse of commerial rap songs
perhaps i’m bein’ too optimistic
but watch ’em make status quo
the well known misfit
tremendous efforts
in attempts to heal the leper that we call society
apply to me
doesn’t the phrase, “everything is gonna be alright”
don’t lie to me
i try to be righteous in the hopes that there just might be a heaven
but i felt like kurt
create your own nirvana and become a living legend, givin’ seconds to work
and an eternity to enjoy the perks
a work off dirt
these nuts so there’s more obligation, proceed fun
p-ss that pink pack
i need one badly
had me
combat this track
no rhythm to be found so adapt
like reel to reel and adat
k!ll the feel to lay back
why sit around idle?
while n-ggas is fightin’ in the middle of the street
while roy jones defends his t-tle
suicidal tendencies
so be sendin’ me your money
only f-ck with the pink pack, the strawberries taste funny
use to hate crummy mc’s, but now i see
who am i to judge the next man’s rappin’ ability
long as he has some friends to buy his sh-t willingly
aww, his sh-t is wack, it ain’t appealing to me
h-ll naw, i’m tryin’ to tell y’all
keep your opinions to yourself
you don’t like the sh-t
don’t pick it up off the shelf
it’s just that simple (it’s just that simple)

[outro talking: murs]
punk -ss hip hop motherf-ckers. always talkin’ sh-t
down to criticize and crita–n-lyze and…
man f-ck all that sh-t you can suck my d-ck. all you wack -ss n-ggas
when we see you in the club, what’s up… f-ck y’all, suck my d-ck
where the b-boys?
said the b-boy, talkin sh-t behind everybodies back…
windmills and 1990’s, flares, flipping on your head to suicides
motherf-ckers need to make good music and shut the f-ck up
uh-huh, b-tch. elusive producin’. elusive producin’. elusive producin’
it’s like that, do a freestyle, i wanna do a freestyle man, put me on…
in the house…. ahhhahahaha…

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