Lord Infamous - Murder, Murder (k**, k**) lyrics

[Verse 1: Lord Infamous] I'm a legend where I'm from, the n***a you want to become When these words come up from lungs, I see you n***as turnin' on Tennessee and Amityville, chainsaw ma**acre k** When I feel a litte ill I go and pop me fifty pills Or I drain my litte pains with some h**n in my veins It may seem somewhat insane that I drink some pure c**aine Lord Yoda, no soda, take a photo of my dojo Hit you with the Han Solo in my Polo f**in' boots lolo Murderers, Robbers, Dealers, k**ers If you want some combat n***a put some nickel in ya ticker This is the thrust that'll bust yo guts And make you get up and do the f**in' Memphis strut