Eyes Of A Killa Lyrics by Tru

Eyes Of A Killa Lyrics

    [c-murder]
    As i wake up and look into the motherfucking mirror
    I realize i'm staring into the eyes of a killer
    C-murder who i be, tru be my click
    My mind's on killing but in the process i'm getting rich
    As i walk out the crackhouse strapped
    With my bulletproof vest cause i can't live with no bullets up in my chest
    I'm a soldier, bitch i told ya
    With a shot from the calliop to the magnolia
    Cause it's a known fact that i sell crack
    You fuck with me i'll smoke your ass like cuz smoked this track
    Beeper blowin i gots to apprehend my drug money
    But i see popo's in the car and commence to running
    This cuz i knew keeps his rocks up in a skittles bag
    Nigga i'll be a little late but have my cash
    Jumped in the caddilac and hit i-10
    Got on the mobile lemme see which hoe i'm gonna go up in
    Cocked my weapon cause i aint got no time for no bullshit
    Ready to kill one of these hoes jealous ass boyfriend
    Nigga, don't hate me cause i'm getting head while i'm smoking weed
    And when i'm done i'll fix a sandwich and i'm outie g
    ?????? i aint workin with it all
    I blame that shit on spending half of my life behind bars
    The fedz talkin bout, no limit full of drug dealers
    But homocide know c-murder is a born killer

    Chorus
    They say i'm a drug dealer
    But look into the eyes of this motherfucking killer x2

    My mind playin tricks cause um, i think some dope missing
    Time to check my crackhouse cause something fishy
    And i aint taking no shorts nigga ask silkk
    I'm known to fold a nigga head like a fuckin quilt
    Call bye cause i smell a fuckin murder coming
    No limit soldiers bout to have this fuckin party jumping
    Infared on ak's for a better aim
    T-shirt, bulletproof vest cause, uh, bullets gots no name
    Cause six deep is how we mob
    Time for a 187, a motherfucking homocide
    They put another x up on my tatooes
    Laughing as another nigga sing the blues
    Like frank nino, i feel funeral homes make a nigga wish they kept thier
    Motherfuckin ass home
    You can take me to jail bitch, but that's dumb
    Cause the witness will never make it to the motherfucking courtroom
    I'm legendary ask them hoes, see, they be loving
    I'm not 2pac but uh, i'll still be thugging
    Cause dope, pussy and money is what i live for
    Besides my family, that's something i'll kill for
    Disrespect my click, and you will feel a
    Blast from this motherfucking natural born killa

    Chorus x4

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