Intro

What up though

It's Murs, 9th Wonder

Murs 3:16, the 9th Edition

Shhhhhhh, shut your fat mouth, and listen

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 chauffer

These niggaz need Jesus, fuck it, niggaz 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 nuttin' 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

*Beat stops* Yes 9th really does make these beats on Fruity Loops

*Beat resumes* 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 wanna 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