Pras - Murder Dem lyrics

Intro: Heh, yeah. Aaight. Just count me up in here, aaight? Yeah. Uhh. Uhh. Uhh. Verse 1 First and foremost let's distinguish the boys from the men The start to a end, a foe from a friend Who next of kin when I bust this iron across yo' chin, n***a? Let me extend payments due on your arrangements Turn on the news, n***a, listen to the latest development Extra extra, read all about it Master Pras always Bout-It-Bout-It Bring tears to your fears when I shout it, shout it ??? believe, though he doubt it, doubt it Yeah, what's all the fussin' and bickerin' for Yeah, few shots up your a**, hear from you no more For sure you belong with an M-16 Stand in front of the door, that you just can't ignore Go figure. Hit the floor, n***a Random shots - run for your life, n***a This goes for my n***as who gets no bigger Sweat on your forehead, let's see who pull quicker Chorus: Yeah, murder dem. Murder dem. In a, competition me go, murder dem. Wha' what, follow dem. Hm. Follow dem. In this, situation me no, follow dem when me gone. All pussi haffi run when me gun. All cowards haffi run when me gun. No man haffi come 'cause we, murder dem. Hm. Murder dem. Verse 2 I'm livin' on danger's ground, where the danger's mine Hold firm, stand strong, 'bout to blow like land mine Never mind, draw, reach for yours, I'ma go for mine Leave you paralyzed with a broken spine They seize and they shrine in the line of fire Retreat, recline, from all firearm Ring the alarm, bring the bomb squad, word to God Got your number, n***a, watch I'll pull your cord Pardon me, sincerely yours Down by law, out to settle the scores Haters shoutin', "No, he can't be no more!" Parasite, leachin' down, rottin' to the core Cash rule, j**els cool, drown in my whirlpool 'Scuse my rudeness, rudeboy from Providence These fists of fear remain to be fearless Move like flyin'??, full automation Pumpin' carbon monoxide through your blood circulation Separate these facts like segregation Trial and tribulation, high expectation The brigade shut off, backs seen me run off Cagein' with Nicholas, it's a face-off What? Yeah! Hah, mmm! Chorus Verse 3 In case you didn't know, it's the P-R-A-S Got strategies like playing chess Penetrate through your flesh, yes, hit me with your best Got issues to address, nonetheless Checkmate, only makin' moves with my playmate Prakazrel is Pras when it's abbreviate My puncture is accurate, n***a you dead weight Dislocate every bone in your body Then sit back and evaluate Every mental?? process is isolate Preception is clear with my steel, I should demonstrate You were last seen gettin' head from a drag queen Come clean, n***a what, with an 18 The supreme dream team, cash rule and CREAM While your body lies up in the??? What, yeah, wha'what, wha'what, hahh! Chorus Hmm. Uh huh uh huh. Refugee Camp All-Stars. Uh huh. Uh huh uh huh. Yeah, yeah. Chorus