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Fascinated With Murder Video (MV)




Performed By: Chris Lockett
Language: English
Length: 3:45
Written by: Chris Lockett
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Chris Lockett - Fascinated With Murder Lyrics




My neighborhood know me well, wanna have a body showin' tails
Never kissin' tell, send the opposition hella shells
The streets is waitin' on me like a life away from ill, I'm an alpha male
My heart go out to Danny, I send my love to Rell

You couldn't take nothin' from me before you take a shell
You plead to fifth, my nigga, before you take the cell
Nobody took my cell, them gangstas made my bail
You can take a look at a nigga and see I've been through hell

Under that Gucci and Louis, you see the pain
You know that FN on him just like his chain
Listen here, me and you, we ain't the same
I ran my bundle outside in the rain

Had to get it from my big homie, suckin' up the game
You had to pick yourself up and suck in all the pain
I coulda died hella times, sucked up my pride hella times
Psyched me out and told me, hit that draco 11 times

My country fascinated with murder, the mass shootings are the proof
I gotta gift im tryna better God to you
Get in the booth, that's on my word, give him a truth
We lose our life the way a baby lose her tooth

My country fascinated with murder, the mass shootings are the proof
I gotta gift im tryna better God to you
Get in the booth, that's on my word, give him a truth
We lose our life the way a baby lose her tooth

I ain't makin' shit up, my nigga just got hit up
If we was hangin' round there with him, they woulda hit us
We just got out on Bail, the Task hit us
We ain't gotta ride, maybe your mother could come get us

Back to the lab tryna make it make sense
And it was bad, I'm just tryna get a pee about my bitch
Now I'm mad cause she talkin' bout she ain't givin' me shit
She just wanna see me struggle harder, so I f*cked her harder

Then she gave me what I wanted, I'm just tryna feed our daughter
Look here, you talkin' boxes, I can help you feel the order
Wasn't no more lovin', my heart was out of order
The price is up unless you f*ckin' with the border

My nigga, just because you dyin' in the hood, you not a murderer
Off this rap shit, I been tryna blow up like a mortar
So I put it in your face, what we face on the daily base
Allah protect us with your mighty grace

My country fascinated with murder, the mass shootings are the proof
I gotta gift im tryna better God to you
Get in the booth, that's on my word, give them a truth
We lose our life the way a baby lose her tooth

My country fascinated with murder, the mass shootings are the proof
I gotta gift im tryna better God to yo
Get in the booth, that's on my word, give them a truth
We lose our life the way a baby lose her tooth

My country fascinated with murder
My country fascinated with murder
Fascinated with murder
My country fascinated with murder

My dope fiend uncle was trippin', he had a blick on em'
Nephew walked off with him, he had a stick on em
Nights like this, I wish rain drops uh fall
Shit, the cops don't protect us, they been tryna kill us all

They'll kill you after traffic, they'll kill you in the mall
Then the other man come outside and shoot up the mall
Mass shootings, protestin', mad lootin
Some of our soldiers got PTSD, but

If you was black, you would have it times three
Then you add on the life, multiply it by three, damn
My po' family may never see me
Said I was innocent, they read me Genesis

Before they hit the switch, this life of mine's a bitch
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English

My neighborhood know me well, wanna have a body showin' tails
Never kissin' tell, send the opposition hella shells
The streets is waitin' on me like a life away from ill, I'm an alpha male
My heart go out to Danny, I send my love to Rell

You couldn't take nothin' from me before you take a shell
You plead to fifth, my nigga, before you take the cell
Nobody took my cell, them gangstas made my bail
You can take a look at a nigga and see I've been through hell

Under that Gucci and Louis, you see the pain
You know that FN on him just like his chain
Listen here, me and you, we ain't the same
I ran my bundle outside in the rain

Had to get it from my big homie, suckin' up the game
You had to pick yourself up and suck in all the pain
I coulda died hella times, sucked up my pride hella times
Psyched me out and told me, hit that draco 11 times

My country fascinated with murder, the mass shootings are the proof
I gotta gift im tryna better God to you
Get in the booth, that's on my word, give him a truth
We lose our life the way a baby lose her tooth

My country fascinated with murder, the mass shootings are the proof
I gotta gift im tryna better God to you
Get in the booth, that's on my word, give him a truth
We lose our life the way a baby lose her tooth

I ain't makin' shit up, my nigga just got hit up
If we was hangin' round there with him, they woulda hit us
We just got out on Bail, the Task hit us
We ain't gotta ride, maybe your mother could come get us

Back to the lab tryna make it make sense
And it was bad, I'm just tryna get a pee about my bitch
Now I'm mad cause she talkin' bout she ain't givin' me shit
She just wanna see me struggle harder, so I f*cked her harder

Then she gave me what I wanted, I'm just tryna feed our daughter
Look here, you talkin' boxes, I can help you feel the order
Wasn't no more lovin', my heart was out of order
The price is up unless you f*ckin' with the border

My nigga, just because you dyin' in the hood, you not a murderer
Off this rap shit, I been tryna blow up like a mortar
So I put it in your face, what we face on the daily base
Allah protect us with your mighty grace

My country fascinated with murder, the mass shootings are the proof
I gotta gift im tryna better God to you
Get in the booth, that's on my word, give them a truth
We lose our life the way a baby lose her tooth

My country fascinated with murder, the mass shootings are the proof
I gotta gift im tryna better God to yo
Get in the booth, that's on my word, give them a truth
We lose our life the way a baby lose her tooth

My country fascinated with murder
My country fascinated with murder
Fascinated with murder
My country fascinated with murder

My dope fiend uncle was trippin', he had a blick on em'
Nephew walked off with him, he had a stick on em
Nights like this, I wish rain drops uh fall
Shit, the cops don't protect us, they been tryna kill us all

They'll kill you after traffic, they'll kill you in the mall
Then the other man come outside and shoot up the mall
Mass shootings, protestin', mad lootin
Some of our soldiers got PTSD, but

If you was black, you would have it times three
Then you add on the life, multiply it by three, damn
My po' family may never see me
Said I was innocent, they read me Genesis

Before they hit the switch, this life of mine's a bitch
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Writer: Chris Lockett
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