Chilly chill
It's gangsta, turn the music up, uh, ch'eah
Yeah, we back on that gangsta, gangsta ****
****, they just wanna play the mother***kin' game
We don't give a ***k but Swizz'll lit up somethin' on you *****s
Chilly chill, let's go

I'm from murder, murder Marcyville
My ***** you heard I clap you, I certainly will
With my South Philly mother***kers kill at will
Bet the nine milli make you *****s, chilly chill

Yeah, from murder, murder Marcyville
My ***** you heard I clap you, I certainly will
With my South Philly mother***kers kill at will
Bet the nine milli make you *****s, chilly chill

I feel like a felon with two strikes, mad ******** in this life
I done seen everythin' but Christ, luckily I'm just off the ba*****t
You *****s just ********tin' with bars
The boys you got just tryin' my patience

Like, I don't carry around banana clips like groceries
With a presence that make 'em don't wanna get 'em close to me
Talk about we suppose to be brothers
Don't make me laugh, mother***ka you chose to be

On the side opposin' me, no matter what culture you be
From, Young Hova light your *** up explosively
A lil' use K for ya, pour out the P-A for ya
Had to bring y'all like back in the day for ya

They don't respect nothin' else, they somethin' else
Two guns with sons will get inside yourself
Loose two lungs, bullets'll get inside your health
Will take the wind outta yourself, like so

*****s for truely in a war with yours truly
While they emulating **** they saw in the Art Of War movie
But I'm the writer of Sun Tzu, so whatever son do
I do better, more lyrics, way more cheddar

Catch me if you can, I'm the gingerbread man
Keep pumpin' 'em up make me injure bre-thren
*****s is tryna capitalize of Hov
Like I don't realize, I see the demons inside of they souls

*****s is dreamin' to sell what I sold
***kers is fiendin' to held what I hold
I just know what I know
They respect me all across the globe, although

I'm from murder, murder Marcyville
My ***** you heard I clap you, I certainly will
With my South Philly mother***kers kill at will
Bet the nine milli make you *****s, chilly chill

Murder, murder Marcyville
My ***** you heard I clap you, I certainly will
With my South Philly mother***kers kill at will
Bet the nine milli make you *****s, chilly chill

Uh, uh huh, yea, yo, yo
It ain't nothin' to double clips, trust the fifth could be toss
*****s poppin' their ****, they startin' ta piss me off
*****es and ***** *****s tryna ride against homie
So ***k them and the Originator of Sophie

The gat spit rapid, duel actions
Look, I'm nice with the fifth the moments when you ******* get sick
I'm from the ghetto is turf where the metal do work
My ER eight grade, they had the errors since birth

Me and the God spittin', you know police come chalk ya
It's like you peep this and I'm the young A. Walker
***k it, I'm ridin' with Sig, you *****s is sweet
Collidin' with Cam and I'm throwin' with Free

Geda K's the co-d, young boss
Until we State Property, we spit in the Taurus
***k it, H in the pen, huh
You know we bang where we from *****, H to the pen, it's nothin'

I'm from murder, murder Marcyville
My ***** you heard I clap you, I certainly will
With my South Philly mother***kers kill at will
Bet the nine milli make you *****s, chilly chill

Yeah, murder, murder Marcyville
My ***** you heard I clap you, I certainly will
With my South Philly mother***kers kill at will
Bet the nine milli make you *****s, chilly chill

Chilly chill
Chilly chill
Chilly chill

Aiyyo, the South Philly mother***ka kill at will
I keep my Mack Milly chilly chill
You *****s' gay like that for real
I move yay all day for real

Boss's plaque, check the status for real
Balls splat, you will lay in the ground for real
All day I'ma ammo for real
Clip shape like bananas for real

Guerrilla warfare hittin' the field
Six saw head splittin' your grill
New issue, or I might grip the Uzi pistol
Do more than bruise tissues

Crack bone marrow, lose grisel
Sit you down in a chair for real
Forever you'll wheel around for real
Listen boy, I get it down for real

I clutch pound for real
When I ball you touch down for real
Correct tar, Brett Farve, hecklaw
Cops send shots down your field
Tell, muah, leave the town for real

I'm from murder, murder Marcyville
My ***** you heard I clap you, I certainly will
With my South Philly mother***kers kill at will
Bet the nine milli make you *****s, chilly chill

Yeah, murder, murder Marcyville
My ***** you heard I clap you, I certainly will
With my South Philly mother***kers kill at will
Bet the nine milli make you *****s, chilly chill

Chilly chill
Chilly chill
Chilly chill
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