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Another Body Murdered

(Written by Bordin, Bottum, Gould, Patton, Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.)



(Patton...)



Turn me up



Now I gotta murder da' murder ta' get away

The eyes gotta peer now the fool's gotta pay

And if they pay then they pay with they life

So watch another man try to hold on to his life



Cause' I keep lookin' and huntin' just like a lion

Let the sucka' know that it's them that be dyin'

I show no remorse to the source of the tales

And if they tell then the hungry better battle



Aw I keep it comin' and comin' across the table

And if I miss, I never miss, cuz Im able

I'm lookin' forward and I'm lookin' over my shoulder

And I'll make a simple sin to make the bonus

But I'll never bless the rest, so never cease

I'll do a motherfucker with this restin' piece

Cause' what they saw they never seen or even heard of

And if they live, it's just another body murdered....

.....another body murdered....



(Patton)



I'm makin' deals for deals that make a kill

And anyone looking gonna' get that ass killed

I'm livin' like a criminal and criminal I be

And I'm respected in the hood like a 'G'

But if they think I'm blasted then they gone

I'm takin' off they're head with a motherfuckin' chrome

I gotta pay the play the pay ta' get crooked

And I ain't 'BOO' til' I dump another fool

I see the fool runnin' and runnin' but where they goin' ?

Had to witness my murder now they knowin'

What they blast so blast so at the pad

I'll have the thing fixed...My life was goin' in a flash....If I went to say

---- that'd be my ass

Searching for these fools while stepping cross the squares

Cause they can't hide and hide and that's real

And what you just witnessed with your eyes got ta' kill....

.....another body murdered.....



Bang your head to this....Turn me up!....another body murdered



(Once again, Mr. Patton)



...Faith No More....

I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered, ehh...Boo-Yaa

T.R.I.B.E...



I have to get it together to watch a body get murdered



Bang your head...come on...Bang your head....

....Bang your head.......Bang you head to this....



(More Patton)



I see a fool an' I try an' test the fool

I testify that the fool will have to lose

Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. gotta keep it low

Cause the brother that was shot with my motherfuckin Uz..ooooh...

As I bail with my head up

Round they crowd someone kicks my luck and then I get up

All these busters on my trail

Well they get where I'm at, but the fail cause' they can't bail

I keep bailin' I been stickin' my shit ever since they've had me jailed in

But it ain't all about servin' time...

It's about breakin' down the verd(ict) and servin' mine....



Another pass or passive

You wanta' play it by the Ridd did the king start blastin'

All these fools goin' up they sigh

They try to test mine

They never get to know why

Oooh how long can you live when a gangster like the Ridd keep smokin' that

ass.....



Bang your head to this...



(Patton)



Turn me up.....I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered..ehh

Faith No More......I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered

Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.....Murder well I won...



(Note: Ridd is one of the Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. guys...)