Murder Outside - Young Chris, Beanie Sigel

Yellow tape caution, … cuffers

Blowing up crutches, airing up targets

Shit ain’t adding up, how you niggers out balling

Blow money’s fast and you niggers all starving

Is when we set the dogs on them

Young cats… put a … on them

I get a lock and I shake, here’s a shot for the hate

Pack boys, who wanna work, I got a …

Buy every fucking bottle just to pop in they face

Have a champagne party, bitch drown in this ace

Like… money, shooters surrounding his chick

And I’m … what y’all can take…

Stay ground and never break,

Eliminate all the fakes

Leave up my luggage while you fuckers renovate out of state

Lifestyle is corporate get your biznesses straight

Rappers running out of breath, get your finesses' shape

Kinda … shoot them little pricks off the…

Young pitbull, burn them little tips of my ass

The shit for the love, we ain’t hurting out here

… hunting live, … who wanna die

… I ain’t asking who want a ride

I do this shit by myself… by my belt, bitch

Happen every time where I’m from

Never body dropping, nigger call the police

So call gangster tower 911

Niggers supposed to keep the peace out in the streets

Tell mama it’s murder outside

And it just might be her boy

Homicide, gotta question somebody

Somebody, can identify this young boy

Long as I’m alive, I do this shit till the death of me

Fucking all the bitches, touching paper you will never see

How we cook it till never forget the recipe

I’ve been passed, then why they keep on testing me?

Niggers get ahead of themselves, think they ahead of me

Better keep this shit to yourself,

Niggers rather see the town fall,

Shit … all along, my security is my vest and my gun

I ain’t scared, promise to leave them dead

Only bitch in my bed, is neither one…

I came up on the weed, …

Demons in my mirr, streets in my ear

… kinda please keep it there

…trying to build him his career…

I can feel it in the air