Murder By Numbers

By Rapsody

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[Intro:]

How you feelin'?

Fine!

Feel Alright?


[Verse: Rapsody]

Numbers on the board, they was never good at that math

So they never counted to me (?) taking a bath

(mmmhmmm!)

The sister been on your mind now

Flow timeless, like I went and found a youth fountain

Brown skin, give it to 'em raw like (?)

And I spot 'em like cow skin

And emotion, like say who emotional than?

Than ma-me, you won't need the mind of a dolphin to answer

Danger, Latoya Jackson, niggas in your faces I see changes

Oh they respect me now after I gave 'em all a spankin'

P-op pop pop pop

On that ass and be Kendrick Grammy situation if I don't make the class

Numbers on the board, one of the most consistent scorin'

All bitches still snorin', wake the fuck up

Rapsody say wake the fuck up

Word to jot and Jesus, my nieces is recess

Child free I'm a beast, yesss

Me stress, you just crazy if you think yes

It's Tetris I build best

Bodies on top of bodies, karate, I'm Michael Gilchrist

Buzzin' like a Hornet, strangle them with a cordless

Repent for your corpses, Wonder-woman, no corset

Black hoodie my portrait, bring gore-tex back to the forefront of your forehead

And scream Tony Dorsett

Run it back, run it back, run it, might need a court rep

Cause I murder 16s with the underground of your corporate

Yeah, niggas can't rhyme no more

So, I'mma sing this song at your funeral

Take a break for I drive a stake through your heart at race

At the speed of boat, won't catch a case cause these niggas fake

Yeah, niggas don't respect my grind

Fuck you niggas I'mma get my shine

Snatch the spine from your back, choke you repeated like vine

No fear counting (?) time, Betty Shabazz

Definition of spazz

Took the barrel of crabs, threw 'em back with the sea bass

Walk water till I land on that magnum

Double XX ass, double XX that, third strike

Barely serve out my last, triple my past, triple homi's

Put 'em back in they bonnets, watch them call out for their mommies

Watchin' my little pony

Bitch niggas rockin' feminine garmets, fuck is you doin?

It's too easy to up murderin' columns

Give no fucks, vagina or nuts

You all can get clobbered, no matter your partner

Don't discriminate, whether your mother, your father, sister, brother, lover, your homie, niggas all can get murdered

It's nada

The Devil Wears Prada, rappin' hotter

Rockin' hoodies they bothered