Now That’s What I Call Murder, Vol. 4

[Verse 1: Mr. 8 Legz]
Hey! Hey!
Let's break it down, time to paint the town red
Legz is out on the prowl 'bout to make you found dead
Blood covered, smothered in Smuckers, you jelly motherfuckers
Only want to have your backs to the ground, I left you belly upwards like (Murder!)
Yep, that what it is, you can get hit with the rest of your kin
Breaking and entering, sharp with the pen that I'm writing this with and attacking your friends
Like sorry, I'm not sorry that this happened on your B-Day
If path to bad intentions was a road, I'd build a freeway
And probably hit the E brake just to get out of slapping
Leave a mark so hard you have to claim it's a tattoo
A bunch of wannabe slashers showin' their ass like it matters
I'm 'bout to exorcist your necks, leave that bitch stuck backwards
Ugh! (Fuckin' with me) Fuck rappers, if it's me you go after
I'll get friendly with your ghost, closest I'll be to knowin' Casper
But if you read our name, we already won (Yup!)
We made you say something stupid and that's why this is fun

[Chorus]
When the ninjas and the blasphemous come together to rap
And it's magic on the track, the fact is I will break your back with it
Left you belly upwards like (Left you belly upwards like)
Left you belly upwards like murder, murder, murder!
When the ninjas and the blasphemous come together to rap
And it's magic on the track, the fact is I will break your back with it
Left you belly upwards like (Left you belly upwards like)
Left you belly upwards like murder, murder, murder!
That's murder

[Verse 2: Young Wicked]
So weird you out of your element
I don't care how you've been sellin' it
The average fans are intelligent
They know all your shit is irrelevant
And everything that I be spittin' for over a decade
It make me a veteran
I get 'em higher than ketamine
Ain't no one gettin' ahead of me
Havin' more lettuce then we kill our enemies
All of 'em caught in the wave like anemones
Under the sea or above it I better
Be fuckin' the game up, I never pretend to be somethin' I'm not
So many rappers are shitty, I gave 'em a hundred to stop
Fuck it I mop up the floor with 'em over the shoulder
I'm throwin' 'em over the top
Rope and then choppin' they throat
And I'm leavin' 'em chokin' just hopin it's over, it's not
I bet his manager throw in the towel
Look at the hush goin' over the crowd
Knowing he's out, watchin' me standin' on top of him
Droppin' a 'bow in his mouth
Fuck it, now I'm finna go to his house
Round up his family, throw 'em all out
Call up a couple of hoes and I tell 'em to come up and kick it
Now it's goin' down
Ashes and liquor all over the couch
He at the hospital wearin' the gown
Couple of doctors hearing him down
All of his vitals are very in and out
Couple of tubes are in his mouth
Y'all tell me who the winner now

[Chorus]
When the ninjas and the blasphemous come together to rap
And it's magic on the track, the fact is I will break your back with it
Left you belly upwards like (Left you belly upwards like)
Left you belly upwards like murder, murder, murder!
When the ninjas and the blasphemous come together to rap
And it's magic on the track, the fact is I will break your back with it
Left you belly upwards like (Left you belly upwards like)
Left you belly upwards like murder, murder, murder!

[Verse 3: Whipstick]
When the gas sparks the match burn the whole world down
That's all for clout, made fire, it's over now
Your broken smile gets cracked in half, shattered with a baseball bat
Facts is facts, check the ultrasound, you're 'bout to raise my brat
Pussy, hey yo we fuckin' 'em raw
You got something smart to say? You'll get stuck in a draw
Like when Stone Cold took Vince McMahon and put a pistol to his head
Pulled the trigger, then it showed a flag, his face was painted red
With embarrassment, you're such a derelict
Gonna fill your mouth with my fist, so imperative
Sharin' out the heroin, your wife'll never miss her life
Sorry we're disparagin’ paragraphs so just wait in line
Take a number, take a seat, we lining up to uppercut you
We're not afraid to lose, we want to run it for the fuck of nothing
Getting back together, we loaded up with the whipped cream
Jam it up your rectum then stand you up for the big scene

[Chorus]
When the ninjas and the blasphemous come together to rap
And it's magic on the track, the fact is I will break your back with it
Left you belly upwards like (Left you belly upwards like)
Left you belly upwards like murder, murder, murder!
When the ninjas and the blasphemous come together to rap
And it's magic on the track, the fact is I will break your back with it
Left you belly upwards like (Left you belly upwards like)
Left you belly upwards like murder, murder, murder!