E.B. The Prophet - Murderer Lyrics

Mama I'm sorry
Mama I'm a murderer (BLOAH!)
It was by accident, did that ever occur to ya? (Please forgive me)
See I had bursted the, gat like he was a burglarer
I don't know what to do and ma I know it's hurting ya, a murderer
(I'm a murderer)
I'm a murderer
I'm a murderer
Mama I'm a murderer
I'm a murderer
I'm a murderer
I'm a murderer
Mama I'm a murderer

Mama look at my bloody shirt
I'm feeling sick to my stomach and want to run away and flee because it hurts
I cannot stop shaking and in my mind it just repeats
All I see is a spark and a body lying in the street
Everybody screaming and running
My heartbeat pumping
I'm feeling dizzy with the glizzy and I can't even function
What do I do?
Look to my right, see the nearest escape route
I'm running through the night for freedom but it's a great doubt
I'm sprinting hard and panicking
Hear sirens not an ambulance
Think back when I was handling
The gat, I was a mannequin
But now I'm like a thief in the night who's red-handed
I ain't steal nothing but a life the dead bandit
Spread damage
Like an epidemic
This is not an effing gimmick
This is a reflecting image
Wish that I was never in it
I remember memories from ghettos where the poor wept
Now that's what I'm doing as I'm crawling on your door step

Mama I'm a murderer (BLOAH!)
It was by accident, did that ever occur to ya? (Please forgive me)
See I had bursted the, gat like he was a burglarer
I don't know what to do and ma I know it's hurting ya, a murderer
(I'm a murderer)
I'm a murderer
I'm a murderer
Mama I'm a murderer
I'm a murderer
I'm a murderer
I'm a murderer
Mama I'm a murderer