Murder Paroles

[ Chorus ] [ Eminem ]

Robbin, shootin', killin', murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr)
Robbin, shootin', killin', murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr)

[ Verse 1 ] [ Bizarre ]

Hennyed up, remmyed up, ski mask, black truck
Dickie outfit, passenger side (Mr Grip Pump), fuck it I just did 2 lines
A chrome tech nine, it'll tear out niggas spine
It's a party, go on in an have fun, cause after it's over all you goin' hear is (gunshots)
Shootin', blassin', hittin' the floor, $10,000 in the safe, shit I�m about to score
Cause I�m dangerous off angel dust, shyt i'll bust, even the nigga that came wit us
An this is for my niggas that be robbin' an stealin', carjackin, murder one's an fucken drug dealin's

[ Chorus ]

Robbin, shootin', killin', murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr)
Robbin, shootin', killin', murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr)
now the heaters out, bitches scream like I pulled my penis out
Beggin' me to put that big motherfucker away, but the demons out
Everybody on the floor, come out of that mink, come out of them diamonds an you come out of that valuer
Party is over, shut the fuck down, cut the music, matter of fact turn it back it up, shit I can use it
I need the noise, in case I have to let a couple off, saw another icy chain, walked over an tugged it off
Gimme that buttersoft, they say she buyin' out the bar, you can buy my drinks for today an tomorrow
I'm out for the paper, my homie better hide them jewels, I�m in the game starvin' an I playin' by the rules

[ Chorus ]

Robbin, shootin', killin', murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr)
Robbin, shootin', killin', murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr)

(Thanks to Vinci for these lyrics)