Ll Cool J Murdergram Deux Lyrics

Do you remember first time you heard the legend in leather
The career ended with the road killin stuck to his fender
I'm on another bender
Dunk off the power to make a coward surrender
As I devour contenders
Talking foul to whoever
Your head is bout to get severed
And then I bounce it with pleasure
I'm pouring out Amaretto
Homies I won't forget them
So tap the bottle and pour it
Super models I ignore em
Later on it's like porn reincarnation of the ripper
I give stitches and chest zippers
Cinderellas get propellers out they glass slippers
Time is ticking giving ass
Whipping how we keep the cash
Flipping

I can't understand a single word you're saying
I think you have syrup brain
"Bout to finish you like polyurethane
All that Molly probably sure to drain your spinal fluid from your vertebrae
This the murdergram and I brought my murder game
My sh_t fire that is why you log on it like duraflame
And as far as boulevards I'm talkin about farmers like insurance claims
I just blew your girl away
But she on so much blow and lean I call that f_ckin hoe Katrina somebody better give her a cane (hurricane)

And that's on everythang
She loves my heavy chain
My yellow diamonds shining got her whipping like lemon murrain
She strippin in front the gang she slipping inside of the range
She quick to go out with a bang it's like I throw out a Grenade

Once you the pull the pin
That's when the killing will begin you feel me
Pulling off you your skin I really came to get it in deliver
Murdergrams turn over your ambulance
30 bullets in advance candlelight and crying fans
We gonna win it by a land slide up behind you
Testing my rifle give blessing to my disciples professional
I'm a sniper from 8 miles away me and Marshall doing murders with dirty burners
Break em down and melt em in the furnace

Unapologetic and we gonna cause a headache
Me and L about to set it we about to murder gram it
Any one ya all can get it
So you might as well forget it either way you will regret it cemetery's were you headed

The message in the chorus
You bastards got nothing for us
The overlord is rawest
I ain't talking about a rent a car
When I'm pulling the Taurus
Its Halloween them candy bars'll get you killed in the forest
We are lyrically lawless
Stacking money
Hoarders
Slugs'll make you forget all slick ass sh_t that you thought of
Blow your mind with the sawed off
Just when you thought it was safe we busting at you from the wraith
Then hitting a donut ain't nothing sweet when we come in the place

When I say you ain't f_ckin with moi I do not mean kisses blew
But I got the potential to f_ckin flip when I'm mentioned with a penchant to
Come back with a vengeance like Jack the Ripper to rip it just giving you
A sample a f_cking snippet (snip it) like scissors do know when I hit the booth
I think of the days of old when I was quick to fool
Used to fly off the handle like a f_ckin witches broom
I called it pluckin flowers cause I was so quick to pick a tool up like it's petunias
Sick medulla
But thanks to Cool J he created a monster
Spaghetti sauce and mozzarella on a tray full of pasta
You got a couple of motherf_ckin trained killers on ya (lasagna)
And I'm just being as Frank as Sinatra
When I be sayin that I'ma keep this sh_t gangsta as mobsters
But when you got fanatics going so crazy they mob ya
Lookin like organized crime because you can't get em off of ya (mafia)
And all your motherf_ckin enemies they wanna off ya
Like Hoffa and dump your body in Lake Minnetonka
That's how you know you f_ckin saw and you came and you conquered
Veni Vidi Vici Stomping and making them bonkers

Now women treat me like BDK the king and they feed me grapes
Either way I got more on my plate than an all you can eat buffet
So better pick a B.C. date because your history as Shady is a-bout to set it on you like a TV tray man I see the way
People say I'm so evil they f_ckin think that Timothy McVeigh
And my DNA are exactly the same but when I leave this game
Things just ain't gonna be the same
But it's in need of change and I'm the meter maid
Go ahead crack a bottle
Cause this is E&J
Meaning me and James
Got that avocado

And we the sociopaths and we got your hoe on our laps
And we're going back to Cali so she can blow on our sax