Lyrics:
that's a waste
Turn this on and here we go
Come the bass come the bass
We are going diamonds
Crippling by
We are going diamonds
Everyone lives
that's a waste
Turn this on and here we go
Come the bass come the bass
We are going diamonds
Crippling by
We are going diamonds
Everyone lives
Click erase the device, give thanks, then clear out the room.
Blow kisses, wave them goodbye, goodnight.
Mindset of a killer, with your gaze,
You paint
I'm losin' control
Heroin and blow, Marilyn Monroe
Over-d-dose
Time to Ri-Rick Roll, up the Indo
Like a win-window
Little engine gone, little
pushing me
Yo yo yo! ok, let's go
After a lekker zef show there by tings n times
This hot chick steps to me and says, "I dig your rhymes!"
I said,
Killers in my hood, they know me by my first name
You know 'em by their work name, I know 'em by their birth name
Type of weight make a man stand
education guns crack
The gang violence done that
Nighttime, the guns blow, streets got snitches
dealers, bitches, killers and blunt smoke, clubs open
and they never get home
I wouldn't change it even if I could
You know what they say, man, it's all good
It's all good
All good
Brick by brick, they tear you
car like a target
I take my orders from fools
Meanwhile some kid blows my head off
Well, I play by their rules
That's why I'm doin' it my way
I
from fools
Meanwhile some kid
Blows my head off
Well, I play by their rules
That's why I'm doin' it my way
I took the law in my hands
So here I am in
All of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racin' out
All of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racin' out
Got
Makes me wanna holler by gemini killer
It makes wanna holler - how
We struggle 4 dollars
While the devil wears prada
Chillin in the ramada
Watch
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
you bought it
Then talked about it when crack hit the speakers, the music business
I blow up every time we throw up a record
Depending on what you
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
ain't your ho no more
Send the blitz, them killers come with that switch 'til they can't blow no more
Brrt, blow it, yeah
Lately, I been like, "Fuck
pace it
You gotta know that paper
If you got it from a caper, you gotta blow that paper
Gotta know that photophobia, no Kodak moments
Feds walls with
Desolation as the killers
Scavenge the corpses of the slain
Insane desire, killing cannot end
Psychotic evil, mania
Stimulation by the blood
Searching
pace it
You gotta know that paper
If you got it from a caper, you gotta blow that paper
Gotta know that photophobia, no Kodak moments
Feds walls with
another day
Sick
Drunk
Blow
Job
The smell is here
Hangs like a killer
Hangs like a deadman
And I can't take another day
Some kind of bra-wearin'-hairy-fish
yeyo, snow, blow, and cane
I'm the reason that the
Cubans took over Miami
I'm the reason they extorted Escobar
By extraditing his family
I'm protected by
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
He moves around in slow
Lay low
Let the beat go
Don't be a prick
Man that's sick
That's a low blow
Silent Killer
Creep by
So silent you don't even
car like a target
I take my orders from fools
Meanwhile some kid blows my head off
Well, I play by their rules
That's why I'm doin' it my way
I
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