Meyhem Lauren & DJ Muggs – Redrum


Death isn’t jail, your friends cannot write you
Fuck these bitch niggas, some gotta die, it’s all basic
Shoot these niggas up and lay ’em down with the chrome
But take your Jordans off so we can put a tag on your toe, bitch

Throw some work in the car and make it look like a deal
I’ll kill ’em
Why the fuck you think I keep my piece
But you know my niggas study Sun Tzu
Let the chrome turn you right into an artifact
Niggas act crazy and we kill ’em
Uh, fuck ’em, buck ’em, buck ’em, send ’em home

Fake use to [?] moves and move cowardly
[Chorus]
Son, they gotta pay the funeral home to bill ’em
I look in your eyes and see lavender
[Verse 3]
Don’t ever take kindness for weakness
Kill ’em, leave they head slumped on the wheel
Yo, take the trash out, take the mask out

Take the gloves out, fuck it, take the snubs out
[Chorus]
This nigga gotta go big, go home with the surface
Take the gloves out, fuck it, take the snubs out
Son, they gotta pay the funeral home to bill ’em
[Chorus]
I don’t give a fuck about the depth of a scavenger
Son, they gotta pay the funeral home to bill ’em
Niggas act crazy and we kill ’em
[Verse 2]
Niggas be actin’ mad live ’til they got knocked off
Niggas act crazy, and niggas gotta go
If I kill, case closed, no need for a lawyer
Niggas act crazy and we kill ’em
I’ll leave you with your [?] and your dome
Take the gloves out, fuck it, take the snubs out
Yo, take the trash out, take the mask out
Take the gloves out, fuck it, take the snubs out
So when you pointin’ your steel make sure you guardin’ your grill
Son, they gotta pay the funeral home to bill ’em

[Chorus]
Ain’t no fuckin’ tellin’ what the guns do
One shot’ll take a man out, it’s not wasted
Fuck a red, catch a holo-tip heart attack

Play the shadows like Bartolome Moya
Niggas act crazy and we kill ’em
Yo, take the trash out, take the mask out
Now you got your life taken by reality
I’m all about [?], I go to war to keep my peace
This Mac-10’ll show you just how cold the streets is
Cameras make it harder to kill
Yo, take the trash out, take the mask out
Take the gloves out, fuck it, take the snubs out

And they say life’s priceless, but your life’s worthless
Son, they gotta pay the funeral home to bill ’em
18,000 count cotton, you soft

Niggas act crazy and we kill ’em
Shoot ’em in the face, leaves ’em six feet below
[Verse 1]
Uh, takes a rifle to stop your life cycle
Yo, take the trash out, take the mask out
Fuck these niggas