Lyrics:
I spit like a tomic
Me and my killer are guerrillas
Boy we trying to battle cause they want our position
But they ain't never get it
Man I told
songs in four months
Want you to know I live by the
I am the Energizer
With all that speed
Fast as Busta Rhymes
Cause they told me You are a killer
shoppin' my demo, I was tryna shine
Every motherfucker told me that I couldn't rhyme
Now I could let these dream killers kill my self-esteem
Or use my
formidable place
I can let you know the ins and the outs and I can spit it wicked
Twiztid And you can see by the look on my face
Give me the mic and ima
for experience
Being told "no" the entire time
When you wanted to get into an
Industry that you love so let me ask you
How much has this experience
somebody, body
To be loved by, somebody
Be loved by somebody
To be loved by somebody, body
Be loved by
You make me say, oh
Oh oh (Somebody)
Oh
wanna be a slob, even though I would rather be spittin' bars
Then one day, somebody saw me at work and said
"Twista, why are you in here washin' cars?"
an ambulance
My parachute like skydivin' in Hammer pants
So call it sibling rivalry
Take his life, call it the unforgivable robbery
A wise man told me that
sheet and bars
Drag rappers by they wife beater
Drama King told me "Drag
Go stupid" so Imma go stupid
Made this fitted cap a drop top
Almost mini couped
so, suck me just like Dracula
(Listen to this track, bitch)
Polo like a college boy, no, I'm not a college boy (no)
I am a So Icy boy, I'm tatted
me head, give my man some (uh)
I need a mil' and some (cash)
More on top of that if I ever go broke
Somebody get held for ransom (no cap)
I keep
noise)
Yeah! (Where you get that thang, man?) (By my side)
When you do somethin' to somebody, um (By my side)
It ain't just you, it's somebody next
on my dick
Shawty dancing on me and she feeling the bands so I'm back now
Ebby told me I gotta go back now
Niggas told me I gotta attack now
Only killers
This is the tales of a teenage serial killer
Heheheheh
Crack crack crack go the bones in his back
As my ax makes tracks down his spine like Amtrak
Told that nigga he can lean on me
Fall asleep and have a dream on me
Nigga, yeah yeah yeah yeah
You see, it takes niggas weeks
They need a comfort
so, suck me just like Dracula
(Listen to this track, bitch)
Polo like a college boy, no, I'm not a college boy (no)
I am a So Icy boy, I'm tatted
I ain't got no motherfuckin' friends (sucka-ass)
That's why I fucked yo' bitch, you fat motherfucker
West side, Bad Boy killers (take money, take
I ain't got no motherfuckin' friends (sucka-ass)
That's why I fucked yo' bitch, you fat motherfucker
West side, Bad Boy killers (take money, take
(JD on the track)
Bunch of rich killers (killers)
Ride around in 'Rari's (skrrt)
Doin' drive-bys in a drop top foreign
We gon' make that Draco
up
My cousin Knock told me never teach niggas to cook up
Cause you can sell 'em hard for the low and give 'em the hookup
And still make the profit
Onanana
One one one man killer oyeah
Dynmelow pon de track are you ready
Thought I'd be a player
Player for life
Till I met this girl caught me by
I'm feeling like
I ain't feeling right
Got me feeling like
Somebody might die tonight
I'm feeling like
I ain't feeling right
Got me feeling like
to realize what I told you when
I was 16? I was dead ass
Yo, what Vegas got me favored to win by?
It don't matter
I'm gonna cover the spread fast
You had a 16
up
My cousin Knock told me never teach niggas to cook up
Cause you can sell 'em hard for the low and give 'em the hookup
And still make the profit
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