murder on my mind

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murder on my mind

I'm on a mission, no time for reminiscing Murder on my mind, my thoughts are constantly twisting I'm a lyrical assassin, spitting fire with precision No competition, I'll leave 'em in a critical condition I'm the predator, they're just prey, no escape from my grasp I'm a beast in the booth, leaving tracks in a bloodbath My flow is deadly, like a venomous serpent striking You can't see me coming, I move in the shadows, I'm striking I'm a wordsmith, my rhymes cut like a knife Leaving haters shook, trembling for their life I'm the reaper of the mic, haunting every beat Murdering these tracks, leaving no evidence or receipt (Verse 2) I'm a cold-hearted killer, rhymes sharp like a blade No mercy for these rappers, leaving 'em in disarray Murder on my mind, it's like a twisted obsession I'm possessed by the game, no room for second-guessing I'm the grim reaper, spitting flames with every line Leaving bodies of wack rappers behind My words penetrate deep, like bullets to the chest I'm a lyrical marksman, putting egos to rest I'm a mastermind, plotting every move with precision Murdering tracks, leaving no room for revision I'm the king of this rap game, no one can compare Murder on my mind, beware of the lyrical nightmare

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3 years ago

I'm on a mission, no time for reminiscing Murder on my mind, my thoughts are constantly twisting I'm a lyrical assassin, spitting fire with precision No competition, I'll leave 'em in a critical condition I'm the predator, they're just prey, no escape from my grasp I'm a beast in the booth, leaving tracks in a bloodbath My flow is deadly, like a venomous serpent striking You can't see me coming, I move in the shadows, I'm striking I'm a wordsmith, my rhymes cut like a knife Leaving haters shook, trembling for their life I'm the reaper of the mic, haunting every beat Murdering these tracks, leaving no evidence or receipt (Verse 2) I'm a cold-hearted killer, rhymes sharp like a blade No mercy for these rappers, leaving 'em in disarray Murder on my mind, it's like a twisted obsession I'm possessed by the game, no room for second-guessing I'm the grim reaper, spitting flames with every line Leaving bodies of wack rappers behind My words penetrate deep, like bullets to the chest I'm a lyrical marksman, putting egos to rest I'm a mastermind, plotting every move with precision Murdering tracks, leaving no room for revision I'm the king of this rap game, no one can compare Murder on my mind, beware of the lyrical nightmare

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