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Artist/Band: Dr. Dre
Lyrics for Song: Murder Ink
Lyrics for Album: 2001 [1999]



[Hitman]

When darkness be closin in

I'm motivated, with the howlin wind

with a list of chosen men, frozen in sin

Knowin that your end is beginnin

Swift silent and deadly

There's no defendin my plots, I know your every movement

For six months I watch, coulda gotchu at your baby's mother's house

Even at your down-low weed spot

But the backdrop, wasn't flattering enough

I didn't want people gathering and stuff {*cameras click*}

Snapshots of blood splattering from the snuff

Here - puff this here, while I figure which way, to split yo' wig

Right now you as nervous, as a Farmer John pig

As I dig into my tragic bag, take out the HK

Twist on the silencer, insert the thirty-shot mag {*WHOOSH*}

Bullet stuck to his brain like a magnet

Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet



This is anybody MURDERAHHH

to fuckin everybody MURDERAHHH

Nigga all y'all MURDERAHHH

uh, uh, for real

You don't fuck around at gettin' killed

This is anybody MURDERAHHH

Motherfuckin everybody MURDERAHHH

Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAHHH

uh, uh, for real

You don't fuck around at gettin' killed



[Ms. Roq]

Peeped all the stash drop and exchange of the dough

Lurkin through the turf, think how I'ma just work

Give em chase to the crib and yo he properly laced

Stepped out the car, put my steel, to the side of his face

Murder is the fuckin Case, rob this nigga and shake

the fuckin spot cause in a few it's gon' be crawlin with cops!

Who's the bad bitch now, you crept on, paid the piper

Who'da thought a sexy bitch could be a murderous sniper

Detrimental to your health, shoulda learned yo' lesson

But it's too late nigga bye-bye, better count yo' blessings

I been watchin you watchin me, yeah you ballin

Was, nigga now you finger fucked and steady fallin

A thug wit no love, but bitch niggaz die fast

Thug niggaz die young - oh what you thought you would last?

Blast two shots to the dome, slide back to the pad

and jack my nigga off, til his dick get soft

Resume the wifey boo shit, cause yo my man don't know

that his bitch is straight ill, servin ass with fo'fo' {*KABOOM*}



I'm a motherfuckin MURDERAHHH

Bitch, this is anybody MURDERAHHH

Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAHHH

uh, uh, for real

You'll fuck around and get killed

I'm a motherfuckin MURDERAHHH

Uhh bitch, this is anybody MURDERAHHH

Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAHHH

uh, uh, for real

You don't fuck around at gettin' killed! {*echoes*}


Album Lyrics: 2001 [1999]


Dr. Dre
"2001 [1999]"


1. The Watcher
2. Still D.R.E.
3. Big Ego's
4. Xxplosive
5. What's The Difference
6. Bar One
7. Light Speed
8. Forgot About Dre
9. Let's Get High
10. Bitch Nigga
11. A Nigga Witta Gun
12. Murder Ink
13. Ed-Ucation
14. Some L.A. Niggaz
15. Pause 4 Porno (Skit)
16. Housewife
17. Ackrite
18. Bang Bang
19. The Message
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