[Verse 1]
If I mark off every box on your precious checklist
Why am I still a stranger that your friends do not recognize?
Who's the human punching bag when you feel the pressure rise?
Who's the one that calms you down when you need to rest your eyes?
I feel like an officer just trying to get you to cough it up
I'm sick of running these investigations on you
'Cause your friends like the mafia, they cover up and they lie for ya
But they don't even put in half the work that I do
[Chorus]
Like a murda-murda, a murda-murda, you try to cover me up
No one has ever heard of, ever heard of me 'cause you keep it all hush
But if you love me-love me, love me-love me, why doesn't anyone know?
Whenever you're close to getting caught up, you get away like a pro
Like a murda-murda, a murda-murda, you try to cover me up
No one has ever heard of, ever heard of me 'cause you keep it all hush
But if you love me-love me, love me-love me, why doesn't anyone know?
Whenever you're close to getting caught up, you get away like a pro
[Verse 2]
You don't smoke no weed, but you gas-lighting
Last night, when you were talking to him, I asked nicely, "Who is that?"
And, fast as lightning, you question my sanity
Making me feel crazy just for noticing what's happening
If it's real, then please commit; if it's not, at least admit
Hurting a little is better than killing my time
You stay doing secret shit
When confronted, you plead the fifth like keeping it real with the way that you feel is a crime
If I mark off every box on your precious checklist
Why am I still a stranger that your friends do not recognize?
Who's the human punching bag when you feel the pressure rise?
Who's the one that calms you down when you need to rest your eyes?
I feel like an officer just trying to get you to cough it up
I'm sick of running these investigations on you
'Cause your friends like the mafia, they cover up and they lie for ya
But they don't even put in half the work that I do
[Chorus]
Like a murda-murda, a murda-murda, you try to cover me up
No one has ever heard of, ever heard of me 'cause you keep it all hush
But if you love me-love me, love me-love me, why doesn't anyone know?
Whenever you're close to getting caught up, you get away like a pro
Like a murda-murda, a murda-murda, you try to cover me up
No one has ever heard of, ever heard of me 'cause you keep it all hush
But if you love me-love me, love me-love me, why doesn't anyone know?
Whenever you're close to getting caught up, you get away like a pro
[Verse 2]
You don't smoke no weed, but you gas-lighting
Last night, when you were talking to him, I asked nicely, "Who is that?"
And, fast as lightning, you question my sanity
Making me feel crazy just for noticing what's happening
If it's real, then please commit; if it's not, at least admit
Hurting a little is better than killing my time
You stay doing secret shit
When confronted, you plead the fifth like keeping it real with the way that you feel is a crime
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