Woorden:
Free Murder Feet And Hands

Chorus x4: Free Murda] When I say 'don't get danced on', I don't mean the dance floor We put feets and hands on, (you and your man, boy) [Free Murda:]

out They will be my drug out, young niggas grilled out Smokin on some sticky green, stop the car for the gangsta lean Murder, murder, (murder, murder

more than hard The life that'll glamor and glitz, best believe On the flip side nigga, it's them hammers and clips Wanna live in high fashion and rich

more than hard The life that'll glamour and glitz, best believe On the flip side, nigga, it's them hammers and clips Wanna live in high fashion and rich

death is getting closer and I can't stop from secedein' Do I run to the mirror look at me, and pull the trigger. hooker said body found dead and gone

invested his life in this shit And we ain't losin' rather take a penitentiary chance And ? ? your house like some blue and red ends Make you dance like holyfield And

own heart's blood Come flowin' down so free?" She took him by his long yellow hair And also by his feet She plunged him into well water where It runs both cold and

blood Come flowin' down so free?" She took him by his long yellow hair, And also by his feet. She plunged him into well water, where It runs both cold and

every voice and sing Yeah, but we gon' lift every fist and swing So save the Negro spiritual It's 1992 and niggaz need a miracle And no more song and