Lyrics:
crown athlete do the drive by
Killer anuh twilight
From me see gun rise den a pie pie
No heart Cyah find
Fat bimma m3 do the drive by
Killer anuh
beater
I refuse to be fool by the devil
I pick up my pen and write more
Shit until I am known to be a Remo kega
Mo gbese yan anybody nigga
I be on my
I ain't a killer, don't push me
I ain't a killer, don't push me
I ain't a killer, don't push me
I go gorilla a rookie, I swear I make it shake
I
the town
You hear bam, bam, bam
When you hear this sound
You better run, run, run
Some of them a fool
Them shooting gun, gun, gun
Bullets flying, people
load of dope
Cause back in the gang you can get it by the boat
It's 1993 new bounds are being broken
If you ain't bangin' then you gots to be smokin'
of dope
Cause back in the gang you can get it by the boat
It's 1993 new bounds are being broken
If you ain't bangin' then you gots to be smokin'
Cause I
you mark ass niggas with
A slug from a Glock motherfuckers
I'm a born killer
I really thought you knew bitch
I'm slappin' hoes and cappin' fools
It
A troubled man stalked by criminals
Creeping through the city
I step on the block to chat with
Thugs from all the drugs for fat cat
Stepping off
head in the clouds
Clouds in my head
Got my head in the clouds
Walking on a cloud
Hey
How could you let this opportunity pass you by, pass you by, oh
stick up to the truth
305 we comin hard
Ain’t no city like my city lil fool
I’m bringin it up
I’m up wit a choppa
And stickin it up
I come from
Shadows in the darkness
Killers on my back
Fools in the highway
Thieves in the underground
But now I'm feeling safety
The thin blue line is near
Well, well, well, well
Hello baby
Fool, one day you're here
And then you're gone
Well, well, well
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah
I know
Well, well, well, well
Hello baby
Fool, one day you're here
And then you're gone
Well, well, well
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah
I know
somebody cop all these groupies a ticket? 'Cause I'm who they dyin' to meet
I'm in the city, I drop a location and all of the killers come out
These niggas
rifles
And Das EFX' mask
Red moccasins, Emerald City is my metropolis
I dust rappers
I don't give a fuck what the topic is
You can never win, you're not
(check it out)
Sometimes I think that I got to see a little bit of brighter days
Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a solid cage
And you
At least he loves his city
Holding court on Taylor Square proper was the man he could become
Lear's Fool is a bum now
With seven holy parcels by his
I’m from the city of light, with a sky of vanilla
Known as the city of churches home of the serial killer
And in the summer it feels like a hundred
I wake up in the morning, from a dream I rise
And while the city people rev up their daily lives
I stay in, listening to a song on the radio
'Cause
the projectile pro, grab the trench knife hold it
By the edge I hone and toss dead eye throw
Ya head is where I'm gonna etch my Coat of Arms
Kingpin X, look around
the world block
[Chorus x 2: Mr. Serv-On]
Believe me when I tell you boy we runnin this here
Believe me when I tell you fool we got this here
Believe me
so sweet, it's no police
Backroads , hit the streets, city and the county Know some killers round me, niggas play like
they don't know Had to slap
A Time
I saw the beauty of the Harvest Moon
And I saw an Animal Crossing
On my wintergarden's roof
This my filler-arc you fools!
I'm a Killer shark, I
a symphony composed of killers and armed forces
Livin for whatever it cost's, crimb bosses
It's goin' down by the year two G
I'm goin be flyin through
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