[Murda Mil]
y'all gon' feel this..

I'm the, reason you live, I'm the, reason you die
I'm the, reason you laugh, I'm the, reason you cry
I'm the, reason you live, I'm the, reason you die
I'm the, reason you laugh, I'm the, reason you cry

I'm the reason why this world spin
I done made homicide lose prints and made priests sin
I'm the reason witnesses choke up, keep hustlers cookin coke up
The reason why Dre and Eazy broke up
I can make you take lives and take wives
The reason why some of these boxers take dives
With me you got a lot of power.. you thought about me
when you got knocked and opened up shop the next hour
I made the first nigga playa hate
Made the first nigga cook coke with bake, fuck sellin weight
Niggaz short me, some cats just extort me
And these rich niggaz salt me
I'm the reason, that dimepiece had to thump that nigga
And your whole team want to go and, trump that nigga
Made you grab the fo'-pound and, slump that nigga
Cause he thought you was richer, came and took me
out the hole in the wall, behind the picture
I'm what these niggaz stick for
What these young bitches trick for, what you cop a brick for
I'm the reason why you got in this game
The street slang gave me nicknames
Like scrilla, dough, paper, green, or cream
I made you take nine and stretch it to sixteen
And I'ma be that same nigga, and I know
the whole world know my name so my head got a lot bigga

I'm the, reason you live, I'm the, reason you die
I'm the, reason you laugh, I'm the, reason you cry
I'm the, reason you live, I'm the, reason you die
I'm the, reason you laugh, I'm the, reason you cry

I'm the, reason you live, I'm the, reason you die
I'm the, reason you laugh, I'm the, reason you cry
I'm the, reason you live, I'm the, reason you die
I'm the, reason you laugh, I'm the, reason you cry

I'm the reason why that crackhouse never close
While them boosters grippin clothes
Why that nigga flashin me, fuckin all the hoes
Why that nigga with them bricks start sellin those
I made corners change from weed to coke
Switch that to crack
Then it's crack to dope, whatever make you see me the most
With that brick, I'm the nigga you got caught with
I'm the straw that a rich nigga snort with
y'all flaunt me, you get popped when NARC's mark me
Use me, they know niggaz don't refuse me
They know the average nigga leakin
You're hongry, so when you start to get me, they say you eatin
I changed coward niggaz into killers
Changed workin men into stealers
Make kids idle drug dealers
I'm the reason why that bank got robbed
While you clockin that bullshit job
I separate men from boys, machines from toys
Groupies from friends, that be him in that Benz
Genuine from fake, Princess Cuts from salt shake
The ropes from links, that raccoon from that mink
You know why they kidnap for ransom, shit
I make a ugly nigga start to look handsome
I made you change your taste, beat that case
Buy that safe, just to keep me safe
Have you heard of me?

I'm the, reason you live, I'm the, reason you die
I'm the, reason you laugh, I'm the, reason you cry
I'm the, reason you live, I'm the, reason you die
I'm the, reason you laugh, I'm the, reason you cry

I'm the, reason you live, I'm the, reason you die
I'm the, reason you laugh, I'm the, reason you cry
I'm the, reason you live, I'm the, reason you die
I'm the, reason you laugh, I'm the, reason you cry

Have you heard of me?
Yeah, y'all ballers know what I'm talkin bout
It's Murda Mil
I'm sayin Hype Dawg, Wayne Rich, knahmsayin?
Against all odds, Beanie Mac, Azun Dutch
Most Wanted..
We out..

Writer : DWIGHT MC PHERSON, JAMEEL SMITH, OMAR GLOVER, MICHAEL FORTUNATO, ANTHONY AVILES
Copyright : Lyrics © IKES MUSIC , UNIVERSAL MUSIC-Z TUNES