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both sides meet
Eastside, westside, there's always beef

I'm a threat like Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms
Willy gank, spit the killer dank dialogue
Certified murder guide through the streets of death
Where the sleep ya slip soon as ya weakness met
From that real killer deal get ya steal and mash
Niggaz
guide through the streets of death
Where the sleep ya slip soon as ya weakness met
From that real killer deal get ya steal and mash
niggas have done
guide through the streets of death
Where the sleep ya slip soon as ya weakness met
From that real killer deal get ya steal and mash
niggas have done
guide through the streets of death
Where the sleep ya slip soon as ya weakness met
From that real killer deal get ya steal and mash
niggas have done
talkin' gotta
Red rag on me, got the strap on me, woah
What's brackin'?
I'm a eastside nigga, I get active

Blood walkin' off the hip, clip talkin'
the whips
I was born this way gangsta blood, thug DNA
Mama always wondered why I be this way
Everywhere I look, I see, I spray, be afraid
I'm out of line
Get that money, God, keep your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, keep your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money,
of powder
Get violent
Then hit the pilot and take a shower
I'm an eastside rider, no other
So don't compare me
Before I'm covered in blood like
The couple I
Eastside, we ride, all night, all day
Eastside, we ride, all night, all day!
On the Eastside
Putting bodies in the trunk,  trunk!
In the night we go
Certified murder guide through the streets of death
Where the sleep ya slip soon as ya weakness met
From that real killer deal get ya steal and mash
Niggaz
to the Eastside, the beast side
Where the real ones reside, uh
Buzzing like a beehive, Killer B that’s me, I deep dive
With my stinger, they linger
F**k ‘em all,
to A-Z, Compton to Brook-nam
Fifth Ward hitters pimp be (pimp be)
School Craft to Grape Street, Harlem to 8th Street
Ninth Ward killers throw it up
Eastside killers keep it (gangsta)
Northside monsters keep it (gangsta)

[Killer Mike]
See I in the V.I. staggerin and weed eyed
Stumbling and laughin rollin
a minute
Feel me, I'm on it
I got this heart beating for the beat
Blood on it
Blood on it yeah
Blood on it yeah yeah yeah yeah
Killer killer killer killer
rapping)
When we throw them flyers up (throw them flyers up)
You know niggas be watchin' and talkin' about slidin'
I know some killers that want me dead
bickin back bein bool
on tha eastside,
im in the new orleans where the blood at the beehive,
and aint nothin sweet unless its presidential,
cause that is
much blood on my hands
I keep murdering All my Relationships

Imma Serial Killer, Imma Serial Killer
You know Imma Serial Killer
Imma Serial Killer, Imma
Mobbin, straight billin through the eastside
Never had a site to rhyme, but I'm still mobbin

Goldie Loc-
Dope dealers, to the fullest
I keep my
There's a killer on the loose
Running from the law
I know I'm gonna get the noose
I'll be gone by the break of dawn

There's a killer
life, killer, will she bite,
Suck your blood tonight

Killer, stone cold killer, she's a killer, stone cold killer
Killer, stone cold killer, she's
Where it started with the cripping
Then the bloods done got it brackin' (Suwoo)

I'm just an Eastside nigga
Where them niggas say "show you what it be
gangstas with the Stars on the side
I'm buckin' off-brands, all Slobs, bitches and tricks
And I'm from Eastside Fushed Town Mafia Crip
WATTS UP to my homies
They always said whas in the dark will always come to da light
I watched my brother shed blood for you forever I ride
Wanted to quit but I know 16

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