Murder, Murder, Kill, Kill Mac (Ft. Mystikal)

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[Mac]
Soldier rag on my eye, soldier fit on my frame
I scream, "Whoa" when I come through makin that MAC-11 sang
If I die in battle, tell my folks I wasn't no joke when I blasted
Wrap me up in camoflauge, and put that tank on my casket
That nigga was hip hop, that nigga was gangsta
That nigga was tall, that nigga was slim
That nigga was shell shocked, you wouldn't want fuck with him
I hung with killas, I hung with soldiers, I hung with Gs
I hung with thugs, I hung with them niggas who probably wanted to murder
Me
But fuck em, I cross my heart and pull the trigger
Dear God if I die, let me see the eyes of my killa, so I can haunt that
Nigga
Poppa shot me through the rubber
He knew that I would be a young bad muthafucka
When I

[Chorus]
Murder, murder (Murder, murder)
Kill, kill (Kill, kill)
Shit's real (Shit's real)
On the battlefield (On the battlefield)
Murder, murder (Murder, murder)
Kill, kill (Kill, kill)
Shit's real (Shit's real)
On the battlefield (On the battlefield)