Artist: Slug & MURS Album: Felt 3: A Tribute to Rosie Perez Song: Deathmurdermayhem Typed by: kill4747@hotmail.com [Chorus 2x: Slug] (Murs) Death, murder and mayhem (Push me to the brink and they got me debatin') Death, murder and mayhem (Now I wanna go outside and paint the pavement) [MURS] I heard my hood was a joke to y'all I used to think about smokin' y'all Late night, in my crib, playin Dreamcast Now I cock back, all black, wit' a ski mask Talkin' shit like I wasn't goin' hear you Standin 'cross the street wit' the heat in the clear view (Clear view) Think my story's all make-believe Pushed to the front line, then forced to take a leave Say 3:16 was made up Step ya rap game down and ya street game up Ever seen gunfire lightin' up a staircase? Ask the enemy how the gun look in their face, it's so serious You dudes listen to these rappers cause you're curious It's all real, only three basic principles Death, murder, mayhem, no one is invincible Undefeated in the streets and I don't beef wit' emcees who get they ass beat All up on Youtube, runnin they yap I ain't tryin to get caught up wit' none of you cats That would be the end of so-called gangsta rap Cause as soon as I call my gangstas, it's a rap Rhymes like that is why gangsta rap suck and that's word to the tears on the face of Young Buck, huh [Chorus 2x: Slug] (Murs) Death, murder and mayhem (Push me to the brink and they got me debatin') Death, murder and mayhem (Now I wanna go outside and paint the pavement) [Slug] I hate life cause I hate my boss I'd walk off the job, can't take the loss Paranoia that he might lay me off I promise to God, someday, he's gonna pay the cost I dream about killin' sometimes Booze, weed, pills, nothin' helps unwind I'm done tryin to find sunshine I could be a internet punchline by lunchtime They wanna over-work me They tryin to hurt me, but now I'm just blood-thirsty First, we make him scream like a girlie Then gag him wit a shirt sleeve and show him no mercy He's out of shape, I'm younger, I'm sturdy I aim so early that I don't know how to carve a turkey Plus I'm clean, I can purchase a burnie and put a couple +Black Eyed Peas+ up in his +Fergie+ Attitude checker, catch a wet rack The rugs a red mat cause he got fed the lead Exlax Leave ya dead flat on ya dead back and let ya neighbor kids poke you wit' a stick like a dead cat Do it right, wit' the human rights If for no other reason, then losin' life, huh and maybe you should try to watch what you say Cause today just might not be your day, c'mon [Murs] + (Slug) Push me to the brink and they got me debatin' (Death, murder and mayhem Death, murder and mayhem) Push me to the brink and they got me debatin' [Chorus 2x: Slug] (Murs) Death, murder and mayhem (Push me to the brink and they got me debatin') Death, murder and mayhem (Now I wanna go outside and paint the pavement)