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But this shit don't get served
By niggas in suit's
I know some niggas still hustle
While they on the run i know some niggas on
Parole still toting guns

Texas-Chainsaw Massacre I invite fear
Call me Leatherface motherfucker
I'm right here call me any other person
That's an evil killer
Call me Richard Ramirez

The scenes to get
Somethin' for y'all to claim and own
(let's go)
King Leonidas when he reigned in Rome
Painted scrolls ancient poems
Buried by kings right

They call me the slaughterman
The killer of women and children
I bring torture and pain
Nail your body to my frame

Welcome to hell

Bloodcrushing

on my Q's and P's
How you gon' rap with a nigga like me?
How you gon' cap to a nigga like me?
Bitch I'm really outside with the
Killers and the thieves
We

by these verses
I be nursing, shit, i be merkin'
And I'm been workin'
12 years of slave to this rap game
Mastered my craft
But still contemplate shit I

Lord to the ghetto, king to the street corner
Police warmers
This is where life expectancy meets karma
Street sagas
Told by a tortured sinner who

Came a long way thinking what the strong say
Our way killer we feel it after a long day
Song stay stuck in your head
Like a foul scene
My team

I make music for lost niggas
Young bitches with babies by drug dealers
Heaven help us they letting them cops kill us
Black talons we loading them cop

enough

Going to hell zombie killer
Zombie extermination crusader

You will get raped by zombies
You will get devoured in hell
You will get eaten sickly

a goodbye cause by dealers respect me
How Imma love on a bitch
When I can fuck on a bitch I just met
I'm with the cuffin I need all the sex
She hit my phone

for cash
Assassins faster than The Flash
Amass a body count, surpass the sound barrier
And shattered by the splatter, rattled you
Waking, shake you

was alone
Where was your mom and daddy
Not getting along?
And dating a bunch of strangers
That enter your home
Embarrassing killers cause now your
Kid

one foot out, me and B then it's a cookout
Turn it up, apply the pressure, .45 that's by the dresser
All these rappers cappers, I should put them

by me"
But then along came Eve looking to do wrong
And on a count of her curves
And his lack of nerve, Adam went along
Because All women are crazy all

Wolność poczujesz jak czujesz odwagę
Co pachnie wolnością jak taniec uliczny
Nigdy nie stałem też z nimi w kolejce
Może scena by się nie zeszmaciła

city
Ho alzato il livello in un colpo, sì, tipo un killer
Ho preso la mira, soldi per tutta la vita
Tutto cambia, la fama ti cambia
Niente ti basta,

(What's happening Chi Chi?)
(Spyda Beats)

I told my bitch I'm having motion, they supposed to hate me
Don't worry 'bout them, they not killers

a sticher-upper, killer lover, ready to fall
If you need a ragdoll

Take me with you everywhere, we'll have a good time
I'll be waiting patiently, my partner in

'pare
When I think about it, I'ma stare
You can tell he stressin' by his hair
We got forty bands, do the math
I remember I had Staph
All I had to do

the city of the dreams
My city is the city of hollowed-eyed fiends
Here’s to unfamiliar turf 
Killer queens who make it work

Spin me ‘round while the tables

tryna get paid for the potion
Top notch, the killer with the Rolex watch
With many karats, step up on the stage and straight tear it
Into pieces, ain't

I found the perfect picture, of a perfect stranger
It looked as if it were taken in the forties sometime
Judging by the style
He could be a killer

nigga Fly Killers call us the
Live 5 deadly Venoms who got style
We got to get'em you know the kidz meany
Regardless of the beat pop-off
We gonna get down