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Blues is Killin' Me: Chicago Blues, 1951-1953 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Blues Is Killin' Me (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Killin' Time/Put Yourself in My Shoes (Clint Black) · Us Killin Us (Crazy) · Killin' Jive: Complete Recordings, Vol. 1 (1939-1940) (The Cats & the Fiddle) · Killin' Time (Clint Black) · I'm Killin' em (Kanary Diamonds) · Lady Killin' Cowboy (Tex Ritter) · Hard Time Killin' Floor (Skip James) · Industrial Fucking Strength, Vol. 4: Chillin Is Killin (Lenny Dee) – and 90 other albums »


friends
Killin beef, apparently
Name a nigga rare as me
Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw

[Chorus]

Got me swagged
Then I put yo style in a body bag
Man im
me be 
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I wake up restless night in misery 
Lord 

Won't somebody stop this pain 

Lord, one day 
My days are gettin' tough
Pain in my heart
Treatin' me poor
Where can my baby be?

Lord, no one knows
Pain in my heart
Won't let me sleep
Where can my baby be
Lord,
me be 
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I wake up restless night in misery 
Lord 

Won't somebody stop this pain 

Lord, one day 
My days are gettin' tough
this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame, type killin' in the game, music

Raised by game where niggas ain't fazed by fame
Come to the crib, get
We started?
I've got so much, so much shit to do, don't even know where to start
Be here forever
I think that's the plan, ya know?
Start here, end up
I don't want no cryin'
All upon my sleeve
I just want somebody
Who got no place to be
You call me up on Tuesday
I'll be stuck on Sunday night
as can be
Killin' the pain just comes easy for me

No it ain't that hard for somebody like me
To wind up in all the wrong company
I don't even mind
with the pain you feel
Knowing the man you love is fooling around

Oh baby said its killin' me girl
Said I just don't understand
Why you wanna be with
graduations and auctions
Bad at lying, but I speak that whale
Also awesome and talkin’ to dolphins

Sorry I couldn’t be there, but I’m back up in the lab
So
To be so willin’
For the killin’
Of the wild world?

Consumer blindness
I’m givin’ it up
Consider compassion
When you’re livin’ it up
Wild world
little boy that got beat up
Plenty pains in his past you could bring up
Nobody ever told him he could be more than he is
But inside he's a leader
I didn't
runnin to be or not to be done in
At the push of a button is the question
I think they got this beh rigged to blow up in my face
Duddy the first
exotic vacations.
As you dig it they set up regulations
Turn the rest of the world into cancer patients.
What's the diff no buts ands or ifs 
Now I
still the same
I wake up early in the morning
My face still streaming
My heart's still burning
Oh my god what could it be
Is it deep love or is it
ain't gotta be at midnight

(There's gonna be a killin after midnight)
(You can say this one's a murder by a lunatic)

11:45 I pull up on the set
the pain
Yes it's still the same
I wake up early in the morning
My face still streaming
My heart's still burning
Oh my god what could it be
Is it deep
did you you try to tell me? 
How could you be this way 
Your throat, I take grasp 
Can you feel the pain? 
Then your eyes roll back 
Can you feel
unreal
Or-di-nary pain
Like a big fool I know you feel
Or-di-nary pain
But in this lovie-dovey game
Or-di-nary pain
With all its joy there must be
Broken doll baby
And she says that life's a waste
It doesn't have to be that way
Dad threw away her mom

Her mom gave up his name
Crucified by
tickets, if I slang enough of this shit
Become a boss and be a made man, impossible to hit
Buy a mansion like Scarface, estate surrounded by gates
Cold
Don't fool yourself
But tell no one else
That it's more than just
An ordinary pain
In your heart

When you catch up
But she says goodbye
Hold back your
promised to never let one slide
The crooked cops
Bitches

[Repeat x2]
Kill a crooked cop
Mi say mi killin' a crooked cop
Mi killin' a crooked cop
Now
Reminiscin' 'bout my lost thugs
(Damn I thought this nigga would never die)
Reminiscin' 'bout my lost thugs
(Genocide we're killin' up our own kind)

Some
happy
Kill or be killed, Id rather go to war before they catch me

Arrest me, I told you before I wears vest's
A born legend by the way of .357
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