![]() Downloading Music Subtitles (*.LRC) Means That You Promise And Agree That You Will Use The Subtitles Only For Your Own Personal, Non-Commercial Use And That You Will Not Redistribute Or Upload Them On The Internet Without Permission. Our Lyrics Synchronize is 100% Perfect For That Allotted Length. YNW Melly – Melly the Menace Lyrics Download LRC x PDF File.YNW Melly – Dangerously In Love Lyrics Download LRC x PDF File.YNW Melly – Nobody’s Around Lyrics Download LRC x PDF File.YNW Melly – Control Me Lyrics Download LRC x PDF File.YNW Melly – Medium Fries Lyrics Download LRC x PDF File.YNW Melly – Adam Sandler Lyrics Download LRC x PDF File.YNW Melly – No Heart Lyrics Download LRC x PDF File.YNW Melly – Alarm Lyrics Download LRC x PDF File.YNW Melly – Gang Lyrics Download LRC x PDF File.YNW Melly – Butter Pecan Lyrics Download LRC x PDF File.I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind ![]() Fuck do you know about Melly the menace Glock-26 and that bitch is extended. Verse 3 Fuck with it then and your life will get ended. My creepy old guy, my creepy old guy Im so happy I could cry Girls may seem disgusted, but were actually just shy My creepy old groom Creepy old groom Play that wedding tune Hey folks, step aside I am older, but Im glad I waited Cuz here comes the bride I am marrying my creepy old guy Creepy old guy, creepy old guy, creepy old guy. all the time You're always on my mind Everyday I see you. Mind on my murder, hey, mind on my murder. 1 - Always on my mind You're always on my mind. Mind on my murder, hey, murder, hey, murder, hey. I’m bleeding so good I might dip his ass in it and spill the boy Mind on my murder, hey, murder, hey, murder, hey. (Grill the boy, we gonna grill the boy) Uh Melly’s a savage, no he not no amateurīad bitch named Angela, fucked her on cameraīitch, I’ma murderer (yeah, yeah)īake him up, say he want beef, we gon’ grill the boy Wake up in the morning I got murder on my mindīitch, I got murder on my mind (I got murder on my mind)īite like tarantula, bitch, I’m a animal I told ’em it’s too late my friend, it’s time to say, “Goodbye”Īnd he died inside my arms, blood all on my shirt He grabbed me by my hands and said he was afraid to die His body dropped down to the floor and he had teardrops in his eyes I reloaded my pistol, cocked it back, and shot him twice I didn’t even mean to shoot ’em, he just caught me by surprise His face is on a T-Shirt and his family’s traumatized ![]() Yellow tape around his body, it’s a fucking homicide I got murder on my mind (I got murder on my mind) Jack a niggas shit in the 94Seven 9 millimeters cause I aint scared to go outLike a proper-ass nigga, I just lay downIma run up on the nigga, shoot my. 9’sĪnd all these pussy niggas hating tryna knock me off my grindīitch, I got murder on my mind (bitch, I got murder on my mind) I wake up in the morning I got murder on my mindĪK-47, MAC-11, Glocks, and. Got Molly mixed with Promethazine ’cause every time ’Cause the same bitch say she down to ride be the main one who tricking I don’t understand these women who go around pretendingĪs if they really fuck with me, so I love ’em all from a distance When I’m all alone in my jail cell, I tend to get in my feelingsĪnd all I smoke is that loud, don’t pass me no midgetĪnd I’ma smoke all of my pain away ’cause that the only thing that gon’ heal it I was locked up on Christmas, ain’t get to see my niggasĪin’t get to hug my mama, couldn’t even give her no kissesĬan’t even post on my Instagram ’cause these pussy niggas be snitchingĮverybody acting suspicious, might prolly say that I’m tripping Glocks and 9s I swear I woulda shot em dead I woulda shot a hundred times Life's a living hell.I ain’t get to roll no weed, ain’t get to roll no Swishers I'm bout to cross the line Bitch I got murder on my mind I got murder on my mind' Bitch I got murder on my mind I got murder on my mind I got murder on my Fuck this world man it's not worth it man I swear it just too cruel Bullying me every single day I come to school No one stands up for me they just all laugh at the fool Losing every fight I wish that I could grab the tool Walk up in the classroom and just let the bullets spray So much blood begins to pour' Ain't no where to run away Seeing bodies hit the floor' Smile rising on my face Used to put me down (Down) Now they're in the dirt (Ha!) Wake up in the morning I got murder on my mind AK 47s. Glocks and 9s I swear I woulda shot em dead I woulda shot a hundred times Life's a living hell. Wake up in the morning I got murder on my mind AK 47s.
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