Murder City by Young Thero Lyrics

[Intro: Lord Infamous]
Scarecrow! Mr. Pino!
A family mob motherfucker!
Don't get it twisted nigga, you get bodied 'round this bitch
Nigga blood for blood, nigga
Same blood matter of fact motherfucker
Yeah, Memphis the Murder City motherfucker
And we will kill yo bitch ass, fuck off you want to
I'll come in yo town and do yo bitch ass nigga
I don't give a motherfuckin' hot damn bitch

[Hook: Lord Infamous & Young Thero]
Twisted, cannibalistic, throwin' your corpse in the murky Mississippi
Broadcasted live but still the bodies are still missin'
Still out there body-fishin', lunch for man-eatin' fishes
Still out there body-fishin', lunch for man-eatin' fishes, blayy!
Memphis the Murder City, Memphis the Murdеr City
Memphis the Murder City, Mеmphis the Murder City
Memphis the Murder City, Memphis the Murder City
Memphis the Murder City, Memphis the Murder City
[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
Blayy!
Turmoil, chaos, mayhem and havoc; Crow's wrath is very tragic
Dark age executioner, med-ieval savage
Bloody bounty hunter, through ages I slaughtered many torments
Thought to be vampirid - no proof of my death has been recorded
Path is a sadistic, mutilations with my trademark drawn
Right by the cadavers with sixes in blood right on the wall
Whole new generation of the Three 6 Mafia clan
Pino Thero, [?], Loco, many more gone mad
Channel 3, Channel 5, 13, 24 and 30
Can't find your body floatin' in the fuckin' dirty-dirty
Chain what's left of your bitch ass to some fuckin' cinder blocks
You'll be decapitated by some fresh water bull sharks

[Hook: Lord Infamous & Young Thero]
Twisted, cannibalistic, throwin' your corpse in the murky Mississippi
Broadcasted live but still the bodies are still missin'
Still out there body-fishin', lunch for man-eatin' fishes
Still out there body-fishin', lunch for man-eatin' fishes, blayy!
Memphis the Murder City, Memphis the Murder City
Memphis the Murder City, Memphis the Murder City
Memphis the Murder City, Memphis the Murder City
Memphis the Murder City, Memphis the Murder City

[Verse 2: Young Thero]
"The First 48" certified our murder rate
We been murkin' niggas, settin' 'em up with that K
Don't try to cross us mane, we serious about our cake
You try yo luck mane, you guaranteed get blown away
We Memphis niggas, we let ya know that we ain't straight
I keep a .38, never let my shell display
Revolvers, good for the murderer robbers
The [?] tryin' to fuckin solve the
Murder case, real goons don't leave no trace
We murk ya ass then get rid of the throw-away
[?] pace, D.O.A [?]
Like 007 said, "I'll die another day!"
[Hook: Lord Infamous & Young Thero]
Twisted, cannibalistic, throwin' your corpse in the murky Mississippi
Broadcasted live but still the bodies are still missin'
Still out there body-fishin', lunch for man-eatin' fishes
Still out there body-fishin', lunch for man-eatin' fishes, blayy!
Memphis the Murder City, Memphis the Murder City
Memphis the Murder City, Memphis the Murder City
Memphis the Murder City, Memphis the Murder City
Memphis the Murder City, Memphis the Murder City

[Outro: Young Thero talking]