Lyrics:
Madman, killer, a gun for hire
There's just one thing you need to know
I'll put one right between your eyes
Pull the trigger and down you go
This
problems
Don't blame others for your mistakes
Learn to accept them, so you'll be a better man
In a problem the fault is not only in one side
Both fucked it
gonna be a showdown, knock down, drag out
Gun slingin', shoot 'em up
I bet you think this song is about you
I bet you think this song is about you (I
gonna be a showdown, knock down, drag out
Gun slingin', shoot 'em up
I bet you think this song is about you
I bet you think this song is about you (I
Black Thought, yo, the skill assisted
By the Mal-ik B
The symbol you remember me to be type valid
Disastrous, the master just bust
This for the listener
hangin' with killers, we breakin' a bond (yeah, yeah, yeah, bond)
They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (yeah, mean it, say it in songs)
They
to learn how to sing this song
It goes:
Please don't pass me by
Ah you don't have to sing this not for you
Please don't pass me by
For I am blind, but you
What's right over wrong?
Illustrate it on a song
The illustrious one
Locked up
You can get killed
For speaking what you know
That's why I keep my
yeah, yeah
Got to do a quick shoutout for the mandem
Locked up in the pen', David Cameron, Boris Johnson
This song's for you
You know what? I fancy
badass, nigga you scary
I been knowin' you for years, we was high school peers, in junior high
I was itchin' to kill, and you was, ready to die
Why
down your eyes, so for you I let the song crack
You been through a lot, I know I probably make it worse
To argue everyday, I know that feeling really
pill flippers and killers
I chill in the slum, concede with my plug, I made a mil using my skillet
Get lean by the tub, I'll show you some love
You cop
a killer beware girl
I treat you right baby i thought you deserved it
I gave you my all and I get where I hate me
And wonder, what I did wrong?
Life's
stop actin'
Just another sad love song waitin' to happen
A bitch gon' be a bitch
A hoe gon' be a hoe
A killer gon' be a killer
That's sumthin' you
missin round here
I roll wit - straight killers, thug niggaz, and drug dealers
And if they ridin wit me, best believe them my niggaz
As for you bitches,
getting paid for songs
i'm a winner
i stole your hoe
i'm a killer
yeah, you hating me
i can see it
i just live my life
you can see it
i got some
Whenever the clock stops, the game stops (oh)
Question is, when does the pain stop? (When?)
If you do it more than once then you know you a killer (uh-huh)
“Good morning!” you say
Followed by some obscure claim
Like, “Doomsday lingers near!”
“Oh, you can read it here.”
The page displays,
It's for
Only you no get time for nobody
Cos when the money no dey
Na only you dey my side
Wanna wake by your side every morning
Know how to make me let go of my
and straight
Edges and reaching so hard for
Some soul nicki destroyed them
This is what she does she takes a pretty good
Song, wait's until you are
Popping
frustrated, plus waiting for a long time
You both had strong minds
Combined with feelings, she seems appealing
for each other, discreet lover, no longer
(ChopSquad)
Love songs for the streets you know?
Ayy, when I picked the name they probably thought it was gonna be some R&B shit you know?
Nah, I
Bank and Monsanto
S.O.S., this is a global call
You better make a stand
You better make it now
Corporatocracy leads to profits for killers
iller
Man I'm a lady killer, if I want her I'mma steal her
I promise I could make her fly away like caterpillars
So if you don't know by now then you
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