Murder The Game (Ft. Kendrick Lamar & Scarface)

[Verse 1: The Game]
Starin’ at Marilyn Monroe’s silhouette
While smokin’ my first cigarette
Listenin' to Marvin, ask his father about his death
How you shoot a nigga out, then shoot a nigga out?
Dead bodies in my dreams, Bob Marley on my couch
Pass me the blunt he was smokin’ when he died
You really think Elvis Presley committed suicide?
I don't, it’s either kill or you be killed
Ten pints of blood per human, ain’t no refills
One thing about us humans, nigga, we kill
Turkeys, chickens, pigs, each other, fuck us, we will
Take a life, lethal injection or free will
Tookie got murdered by the pigs, fuck did he kill?
That ain’t none of my business, though
But I’m the type of motherfucker make it his business, so
Open the book and turn that page
It reads: "Arthur Ashe died from AIDS", no, that’s murder, nigga

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
(Murder) Gunfire
Death is so quiet, ask why, tell 'em it’s
(Murder) Murder, the sun rise
Then hide by grey skies, that cry sounds like
(Murder) Murder (Murder) murder
Murder (Murder) murder, murder (Murder)
(Murder) Murder