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HiddenRoad - Murder Worth (Funky Town) Lyrics



HiddenRoad - Murder Worth (Funky Town) Lyrics
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Hood ventures, had my share of crazy ass livin'
Whippin' through the project blocks, hot like crazy ass women
Cops dippin' up and down the hill, always had to guard your grill
Not to many people real, just shady ass bitches
All slavin' after riches, act suspicious, get called out
Strapped, hood militias, body armor like Fallout
Livin' like apocalypse, Pistol P kept a lot of clips
T and D pushed the dope, they were bringin' in a lot of chips
Profits trickled to my pockets, but I kept to flippin' green
Claiming east, causing problems, lot of locals dissin' me
TL dropped the ball, left hanging didn't give a f*ck
Me and Boo C on the porch, vs. thirty, wasn't givin' up
Didn't box, staring at those odds like f*ck fisticuffs
We held our ground, till they bounced, he was ready to bust
Throwing up Glen Garden like a loaded gun
The crowd scattered after that like he unloaded one
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town where I was birthed
Lot of kids got merc'ed young, so we called it Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town where I was birthed
Lot of kids got merc'ed young, so we called it Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Didn't grow up a screw up but I showed up to slang
People know I started sniffin', dirt got thrown on my name
Said f*ck the game, started acting distant, drugs saved my life
'Cause I was inside tootin' up when dude got jugged with a knife
Shit got hot, T on the run, D layin' low
K bossed up in the Butler makin' butter slangin' coke
Me and Jo, scoring daily, problems came with the blow
Tried to flip it several times, lost that shit in our nose
Staying geeked out, ridin' round with that heat out
North Texas, actin' reckless, North side let the beast out
Back and forth daily, kept the crystal in a speaker box
Sleep was for the weak, stayed tweakin' with the heater cocked
Flippin' but the money kept slipping like a greasy spot
Ransacked the kick it spot one night, she didn't leave it locked
Shit was dead wrong, robin' candy from a baby
Another bridge burned, single mom f*ckin' hates me
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town where I was birthed
Lot of kids got merc'ed young, so we called it Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town where I was birthed
Lot of kids got merc'ed young, so we called it Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Most my life I been concealing shit, murder clique affiliate
Never pulled the trigger but I know how real it really gets
Drug game, I stopped feeling it, took myself off the scene
My people kept dealin', took a while to break free
Life is crazy when you don't give a f*ck about tomorrow
It's hard to think past today when your futures borrowed
So much sorrow, slient moment, RIP to Lil Pat
Hard lesson took to heart, you get what you give back
Look back, at the funeral, Granny's tears hurt my soul
Empty shell in a box, that's as low as low goes
Jo in prison, so I had to be the one to let him know
Told him me and Lazy went and held it down for you bro
He said I know, by then I had already cut the ties
But the emotions I saw when I looked in his eyes
Never left me, Got out the hood but the pain still remains
Helped me grow to who I am like a plant in the rain
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town where I was birthed
Lot of kids got merc'ed young, so we called it Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town where I was birthed
Lot of kids got merc'ed young, so we called it Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
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Hood ventures, had my share of crazy ass livin'
Whippin' through the project blocks, hot like crazy ass women
Cops dippin' up and down the hill, always had to guard your grill
Not to many people real, just shady ass bitches
All slavin' after riches, act suspicious, get called out
Strapped, hood militias, body armor like Fallout
Livin' like apocalypse, Pistol P kept a lot of clips
T and D pushed the dope, they were bringin' in a lot of chips
Profits trickled to my pockets, but I kept to flippin' green
Claiming east, causing problems, lot of locals dissin' me
TL dropped the ball, left hanging didn't give a f*ck
Me and Boo C on the porch, vs. thirty, wasn't givin' up
Didn't box, staring at those odds like f*ck fisticuffs
We held our ground, till they bounced, he was ready to bust
Throwing up Glen Garden like a loaded gun
The crowd scattered after that like he unloaded one
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town where I was birthed
Lot of kids got merc'ed young, so we called it Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town where I was birthed
Lot of kids got merc'ed young, so we called it Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Didn't grow up a screw up but I showed up to slang
People know I started sniffin', dirt got thrown on my name
Said f*ck the game, started acting distant, drugs saved my life
'Cause I was inside tootin' up when dude got jugged with a knife
Shit got hot, T on the run, D layin' low
K bossed up in the Butler makin' butter slangin' coke
Me and Jo, scoring daily, problems came with the blow
Tried to flip it several times, lost that shit in our nose
Staying geeked out, ridin' round with that heat out
North Texas, actin' reckless, North side let the beast out
Back and forth daily, kept the crystal in a speaker box
Sleep was for the weak, stayed tweakin' with the heater cocked
Flippin' but the money kept slipping like a greasy spot
Ransacked the kick it spot one night, she didn't leave it locked
Shit was dead wrong, robin' candy from a baby
Another bridge burned, single mom f*ckin' hates me
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town where I was birthed
Lot of kids got merc'ed young, so we called it Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town where I was birthed
Lot of kids got merc'ed young, so we called it Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Most my life I been concealing shit, murder clique affiliate
Never pulled the trigger but I know how real it really gets
Drug game, I stopped feeling it, took myself off the scene
My people kept dealin', took a while to break free
Life is crazy when you don't give a f*ck about tomorrow
It's hard to think past today when your futures borrowed
So much sorrow, slient moment, RIP to Lil Pat
Hard lesson took to heart, you get what you give back
Look back, at the funeral, Granny's tears hurt my soul
Empty shell in a box, that's as low as low goes
Jo in prison, so I had to be the one to let him know
Told him me and Lazy went and held it down for you bro
He said I know, by then I had already cut the ties
But the emotions I saw when I looked in his eyes
Never left me, Got out the hood but the pain still remains
Helped me grow to who I am like a plant in the rain
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town where I was birthed
Lot of kids got merc'ed young, so we called it Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town where I was birthed
Lot of kids got merc'ed young, so we called it Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
Grew up as an urban kid, Funky Town, Murder Worth
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Writer: Andrew Terwilliger
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