Murder Incorporated |
Yeah
Whoa!
Bobby's got a gun that he keeps beneath his pillow
Out on the street your chances are zero
Take a look around you (come on down)
It ain't too complicated
You're messing with Murder Incorporated
Now you check over your shoulder everywhere that you go (oh yeah)
Walking down the street, there's eyes in every shadow (oh yeah)
You better take a look around you (come on down)
That equipment you got's so outdated (come on now)
You can't compete with Murder Incorporated
Everywhere you look now, Murder Incorporated
Whoa!
So you keep a little secret down deep inside your dresser drawer
For dealing with the heat you're feeling down on the killing floor
No matter where you step you feel you're never out of danger
So the comfort that you keep's a gold-plated snub-nose thirty-two
I heard that you
You got a job downtown, man it leaves your head cold (oh yea)
And everywhere you look life ain't got no soul (oh yeah)
That apartment you live in feels like it's just a place to hide
When your're walking down the streets you won't meet no one eye to eye
Now the cops reported you as just another homicide
I can tell that you was just frustrated
From living with Murder Incorporated
(Murder) Incorporated
Everywhere you look now, Murder Incorporated
Down on your knees, Murder Incorporated
Everywhere that you turn it's murder Incorporated
Now now darling, (Murder) Incorporated
Yeah now (Murder), woo woo woo yeah…
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