Intro

What up though It's Murs, 9th Wonder Murs 3:16, the 9th Edition Shut your fat mouth, and listen [Verse 1] Anticipation got the deck stacked against me since the outset 9th got 'em fiending for an instrumental version of an album that ain't out yet But now it's my outlet, and it feels so good to them punk fans When I'm still so hood, so good it's ridiculous, still iniculous That means three times doper than your favorite mc riding round with a chauffeur These niggas need Jesus, fuck it, niggas need Oprah All this killing and this pimping and these foul ways of living See, everyone's forgetting that the struggle's not over I got sober, then got drunk again Got my boy from Carolina, picked up the pen Threw my nuts on the finish line, I +cum+ to win While you nothin' to lose, I'll shake you out your shoes with ease, with moves parallel to those and other three Couldn't wait for George to make the new Star Wars scene So I made my own episode 3:16 To answer all the rumors that been shooting through your group Yes 9th really does make these beats on Fruity Loops But what does that matter?, this is more than music By buying this disc you have bought into a movement Not a revolutionary, nothing but the truth I carry change if you want to change, that karma is for you to carry All I'm trying to do is lighten your load So in between I'm getting faded, some of y'all getting blowed But I couldn't fall off and lose sight of my goals So I got sober, got drunk again Murs 3:16, let the fun begin --- Intro - Murs