Murder Makes Art

It's murder

It's murder

It's murder

It's murder

Middle finger in the air, screaming "fuck '

Em all." Other hand on my nuts, I will never fall

Even if I rock bottom, Imma always stand tall

Will get to where I'm going even if I have to crawl

Let 'em die slow

I ain't gotta knock 'em off

Shit, I ain't hard to find

I ain't never camouflaged

You get what you get with me

It ain't magic, no mirage

I done conquered all my demons

I done been to war with God

Jealous ones envy, so they will be forever scarred

My eyesight and mind's right, so my vision's never flawed

So death to a hater, no breath respirator

More flesh for my razor, more steps to your maker

No threat that is major

More checks, more paper

Murder makes art, so we slaughter more stages

Living in the minute, this ain't rock for the ages

I'm in a different lane, cruise your block in a spaceship

Brave heart niggas, turn 'em into cold cases

Let they body rot with the mold in the basement

They want quiet war, I suppose I won't say shit

I'm silent but deadly with the remedy to slay shit

Art makes murder, murder makes art

You a bottom feeder tryna eat with the sharks

Too scared of the light, can't sleep in the dark

Ain't prepared for the fight, so we leave with your heart

Art makes murder, murder makes art

You a bottom feeder tryna eat with the sharks

Too scared of the light, can't sleep in the dark

Ain't prepared for the fight, so we leave with your heart

Instead of being jealous of the bondage, bow down, pay homage

Understand believe that mentally advance, so astonished

And I promise that I'm honest, so when the war is upon us

We adding a couple commas and loading up for the dramas

Mistaking the man's kindness for a weakness can't define us

So accurately take action, man, a step before dishonor

And I'm too good to be forgotten, definitely dirty rotten