Murder
S.M. Lyrics
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Murder!
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These are the ravings
Of a man who is insane
Projecting the dichotomy
Of his brain
Like red rain
Squirting out a fresh wound
That I made in your veins
I wonder if I drink it
Will it kill all my pain?
Lyrics pointed at
Your heart spiritually
But flows coming out of
Me quite devilishly
Make your bitch sing
Like a bird in a tree
When I nut in her guts
She moans sexually
I love it when them
Punks tryna jump me
Leave them twisted
On the curb like Gumby
And if Death is pretty
Then you're looking quite lovely
Your ex bitch in my DMs
She tryna suck me
What's in this drink?
They tryna drug me?
Fuck me then rob me
Passed out like Cardi B?
Don't need no part
In that bitch's sleepy tea
I'd rather pop cid and get lit
With the demons inside me!
Bitches get wet when
They find out I grow trees
Easy to please with ease
They drop their panties
Grab them by the booty
And then eat it like its candy
Then I'm out gladly
Before her mans come blasting
Time's always passing
And action's my fashion
What's never out of style
Is trapping old fashioned
If you trying to fuck
With the checks
That I be cashing
You finna catch
The front end of a mac ten
Sell your eyes on the dark web
So I can pay my rent
The blind man called back
Best money he ever spent
Guess you can determine
Where my soul is
Gonna be sent
Better hit the church before
The Devil come and collect
Since the time I spent in Hell
Is where I've earned respect
But like a bad soldier
It's now time to defect
If you're in my way
You know you're
Always finna get wrecked
With a bullet in your brain
Shuffled like a card deck!
Murder!
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Coming at you murderous
I'll hit you with the art of war
Collecting all the guts
And now I'm screaming
Next to bloody gore
The thirst for flesh
Ensues the more like
Dogs that lick it off the floor
The pope and all the saints inside
The chapel by the burning gates
Now your efforts in this instance
Are like breast feeding dead infants
Bringing terror to your visions
Leatherface I'll wear your visage
I'm a source of weaponry
Cause Satan's sitting next to me
While demons flying in my mind
Unearth the shells beneath the flies
Grabbing on your bitch's yams
And now she need a mammogram
Because these souls disastrous
Breed semen that is cancerous
She huffing and she moaning
When I'm stuffing her with dick
And she could build a house
With the bricks she shit
When I move my hips
And the g spot's hit
I'm cutting off your ear
And then I'll mail it to your ex
Now I'm an artist cause
It's a Van Gogh flex
Hit you in your jugular veins
When you least expect
I'm owed a lot of souls
And now it's time for me to collect
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The song "Murder" by S.M. is a reflection on the pain and betrayal experienced by the artist after losing a close friend. The lyrics portray a sense of disbelief and anger towards the friend who switched up on him, leading to isolation and mistrust of others around him. S.M. expresses his emotions through his lyrics and uses the song to vent out his painful feelings.
The opening lines "Took an L, my nigga passed away / I'm never scared, but I drove away" convey the initial shock and sadness of S.M. The line "He weren't supposed to be here" suggests that the death was unexpected and possibly violent. The switch in the next line to the friend who betrayed him suggests that this person may have played a role in his friend's death. The lines "We was just smokin' outside the play / Told me "lean close, got sum' to say" suggest that the friend may have confided in S.M. before betraying him, leading to a sense of disillusionment and loss of trust.
The chorus echoes the opening lines, emphasizing S.M.'s sorrow and sense of abandonment. The lines "Can somebody bring my homie back / Took an L, my nigga passed away" showcase the depth of the artist's loss and yearning to reverse it. The repeated lines throughout the song convey a sense of mourning and despair, as if S.M. is unable to come to terms with his friend's betrayal and death.
Line by Line Meaning
Took an L, my nigga passed away
I suffered a loss when my friend passed away
I'm never scared, but I drove away
I am not afraid, but I left the situation
Never thought he would switch, but I saw it today
I never expected my friend to betray me, but I witnessed it happen
He weren't suppost to be here
He was not supposed to be involved in my life anymore
Fuck nigga, get him outside my way
Get rid of that disloyal person in my path
We was out 'post to be findin' a way
We were supposed to be working together to improve our situation
He done betrayed me, nah, we ain' ok
He betrayed me, and now our relationship is irreparably damaged
Opened my heart for a nigga, betrayed
I trusted my friend and he betrayed that trust
He switch up on me just so he get paid
He turned his back on me for his own financial gain
My homie left me with nothing but pain
My friend's actions only brought me pain and sorrow
Now everytime I get high like a plane
Whenever I try to forget, I am reminded of the betrayal
Blood on my t-shirt, that shit is a plain
I bear the physical evidence of the pain and violence caused by the betrayal
I'ma start burning shit, I'm nigga Kane
I am consumed by anger and desire for revenge
Even my girl told me I gon' insane
Even my significant other is concerned about my mental state
Damn, real nigga turnin', I never saw that
I never thought my friend, who I believed to be genuine, would change
Gotta be the one to take off his chain
I must be the one to deal with my friend's wrongdoing and consequences
Hard to think minute ago made a pact
It is difficult to comprehend that only moments ago we had a close and loyal relationship
Murder all diversions, my new logo
My focus is now solely on getting revenge and eliminating any distractions
I put an X to practice all my aim
I am honing my skills and preparing for the ultimate act of vengeance
My only nigga became a no go
My once trusted friend is now someone I cannot associate with
I just be fuckin' up shit with my main
I am causing chaos and destruction with my most trusted companion
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Written by: David Goldberg
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