Murder
Maxo Kream Lyrics


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Free the homie [?], they got him a murder
Free my cousin one time, they got him on a murder
Free my lil bro, tryna get him on a murder
Lil Blue got 70 years for a murder
RIP [?], we lost him to a murder
RIP Papa [?], we lost him to a murder
RIP [?], we lost him to a murder
Bullets jumping out the semi, shells hit the floor
Catch him on the backstreets and nobody know
Even civilians got to get it, kill every witness
Number one rule, can't hang around snitches
Posted by the park, smoking dope, [?] chilling
When some niggas pulled up and start set tripping
One of the homies took aim and let the burner flame
By that night, cuz had a new nickname
We left the scene went home and my clothes changed
We all had the same story on the same page
If the cops come, my nigga i don't know a name
But if the opps come, my pistol it will do the same
We laid low, kept cool for a couple days
But cuz was fucked up, the homie started acting strange
In his brain he had the shooting on replay
Popping 6 or 7 Xans just to pass the day

And he told me, "Say cuz i ain't tryna go down
Tell the homies if they catch them, they can never make a sound
Tell my son and baby momma that i love them, hold it down
Stopping by my momma crib then I'm skipping outta town."

I was puffing on a swisher, held my head so I can hear him
Told him sit down, relax, you a [?] down nigga
Anybody got an issue, imma' fucking squeeze the trigger for you
Son you must consider looking at the bigger picture
Cracked a couple more swishers, drank a whole thing of liquor
Then i took him to the bridge so he can throw away the pistol
Then we headed to his crib for his mother and his sister
The lost look on his face, the only thing i can remember
Reminiscing about the past growing up in the SWAT
Smoked a couple more blunts, took him to the bus stop
Gave him 400 dollars right before he hopped out
Told him, "One love crip, Lord and tears all we got."

"Damn cuz why it had to be you?"
I found out last week from the paper and the news




Seen your mother yesterday, she was crying like the blues
I took you to the bus-stop, how the Laws catch you?

Overall Meaning

The song "Murder" by Maxo Kream is a reflection on the harsh reality of street violence and the consequences it brings. The first verse is about Maxo's loved ones who have been incarcerated or killed for a murder. The chorus pays homage to Maxo's fallen comrades who lost their lives to murder. The second verse tells a story of a shooting where Maxo and his friends are involved. The verse delves into the aftermath of the shooting and how Maxo's friend's life spirals out of control, leading to his eventual arrest.


The opening lines of the song set the tone for the rest of the track - Maxo is speaking out about how the criminal justice system has unfairly targeted his loved ones. The following lines highlight the personal losses Maxo has experienced due to murder. He mentions his cousin, his friend, and Lil Blue, who received a 70-year sentence for murder. These lines are a sharp reminder of the toll street violence can take on families and communities.


The second verse of the song is a portrayal of a violent encounter that Maxo and his friends are engaged in. The lyrics are vivid and paint a picture of the chaos that erupts when the shooting starts. The verse emphasizes the importance of loyalty and not "hanging around snitches." Maxo and his friends maintain their solidarity and ensure they all have the same story. The final lines of the verse reveal the consequences of the shooting, where Maxo's friend's life takes a turn for the worse, and he is caught by the police.


Overall, the song is a sobering reflection on the realities of street violence and the immense burden it places on those affected by it.


Line by Line Meaning

Free the homie [?], they got him a murder
A plea to release a friend who has been imprisoned for committing murder


Free my cousin one time, they got him on a murder
A plea to release a family member who has been imprisoned for committing murder


Free my lil bro, tryna get him on a murder
A plea to prevent a younger sibling from being accused of murder


Lil Blue got 70 years for a murder
An acknowledgement of a person who has been sentenced to a long prison term for murder


RIP [?], we lost him to a murder
A mourning for a person who was killed as a result of murder


RIP Papa [?], we lost him to a murder
A mourning for a father who was killed as a result of murder


RIP [?], we lost him to a murder
A mourning for a person who was killed as a result of murder


Bullets jumping out the semi, shells hit the floor
A description of the moment when bullets are being fired from a gun and empty shells are discarded on the ground


Catch him on the backstreets and nobody know
A statement that one can get away with committing murder if they do it in a secluded area away from witnesses


Even civilians got to get it, kill every witness
A belief that anyone who witnesses a murder should be killed to prevent them from testifying to the authorities


Number one rule, can't hang around snitches
An awareness that one should not associate with people who divulge information to the police


Posted by the park, smoking dope, [?] chilling
A scene depicting people smoking marijuana and enjoying themselves in a relaxed atmosphere


When some n****s pulled up and start set tripping
An incident occurs when a group of people arrive and provoke a confrontation based on territorial rivalry


One of the homies took aim and let the burner flame
A friend prepares and fires a gun at the rival group


By that night, cuz had a new nickname
A result of the shooting incident, the friend who fired the gun earned a new nickname


We left the scene went home and my clothes changed
After the shooting, people went their separate ways and changed their outfits to cover up evidence


We all had the same story on the same page
Everyone involved in the crime agreed to a predetermined version of events to ensure consistency if questioned by authorities


If the cops come, my n**** i don't know a name
A plan to deny involvement in the crime if questioned by the police


But if the opps come, my pistol it will do the same
A readiness to use a gun if confronted by a rival group


We laid low, kept cool for a couple days
People involved in the crime kept a low profile and remained calm for some time


But cuz was f****d up, the homie started acting strange
The friend who fired the gun struggled with guilt and showed unusual behavior


In his brain he had the shooting on replay
The friend who fired the gun kept replaying the shooting incident in his mind


Popping 6 or 7 Xans just to pass the day
A description of the friend's drug use to cope with the traumatic experience


And he told me, "Say cuz i ain't tryna go down
The friend expresses his desire to avoid being arrested for his involvement in the crime


Tell the homies if they catch them, they can never make a sound
The friend warns associates who might be captured by the authorities to remain silent and not divulge information


Tell my son and baby momma that i love them, hold it down
The friend expresses his love and concern for his family in case he gets arrested or killed


Stopping by my momma crib then I'm skipping outta town."
The friend intends to visit his mother before leaving town


I was puffing on a swisher, held my head so I can hear him
The artist was smoking a cigar and paying close attention to their friend's words


Told him sit down, relax, you a [?] down n****
The artist instructs their friend to calm down and listen to their advice


Anybody got an issue, imma' f****n squeeze the trigger for you
The singer asserts their readiness to use a gun if need be


Son you must consider looking at the bigger picture
The singer advises their friend to think about the long-term consequences of their actions


Cracked a couple more swishers, drank a whole thing of liquor
The artist smokes more cigars and drinks a lot of alcohol


Then i took him to the bridge so he can throw away the pistol
The artist helps their friend dispose of the gun by throwing it into a river


Then we headed to his crib for his mother and his sister
The artist accompanies their friend home to see his family


The lost look on his face, the only thing i can remember
The singer recalls their friend's look of despair and uncertainty


Reminiscing about the past growing up in the SWAT
The old friends talk about their shared history growing up in a rough neighborhood


Smoked a couple more blunts, took him to the bus stop
The singer and their friend smoke more marijuana and then head to the bus stop


Gave him 400 dollars right before he hopped out
The singer gives their friend some money before he leaves


Told him, "One love crip, Lord and tears all we got."
The singer bids their friend goodbye and tells him that they are united as members of a gang


"Damn cuz why it had to be you?"
The artist expresses their sadness about their friend getting caught and arrested for the crime


I found out last week from the paper and the news
The artist learned about their friend's arrest from the media


Seen your mother yesterday, she was crying like the blues
The singer saw the friend's mother and noted that she was grieving


I took you to the bus-stop, how the Laws catch you?
The singer is puzzled about how their friend got arrested even though they helped him dispose of the gun and leave town




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