Lyrics:

When darkness be closin' in
I motivate, 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 defending my plots
I know your every movement – for six months I watch
Could've got you 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
Snapshots of blood splattering from the snuff
Here – puff this cig, while I figure which way to split your 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 30 shot mag
Bullet stuck to his brain like a magnet
Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet

This is anybody (Murderer)
To fuckin' everybody (Murderer)
Nigga, all y'all (Murderer)
Uh, uh, for real, you'll fuck around and get killed
This is anybody (Murderer)
Motherfuckin' everybody (Murderer)
Yeah nigga, all y'all (Murderer)
Uh, uh, for real, you'll fuck around and get killed

Peeped all the stash drop and exchange of the dough
Lurkin' through the turf, thinkin' how much it's worth
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'd've thought a sexy bitch could be a murderous sniper
Detrimental to your health, should've learned your lesson
But it's too late nigga bye-bye, better count your 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 niggas die fast
Thug niggas 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, serving ass with po'-po'

I'm a motherfuckin' (Murderer)
Bitch, this is anybody (Murderer)
Yeah, nigga, all y'all (Murderer)
Uh, uh, for real, you'll fuck around and get killed
I'm a motherfuckin' (Murderer)
Uhh – bitch, this is anybody (Murderer)
Yeah, nigga all y'all (Murderer)
Uh, uh, for real, you'll fuck around and get killed!