Lyrics:
Immortals came through portals
To make sure shit's in Order
By my Life Eternal Fire burning right through your Entire
Try to murder me
Bitch have you heard
and with mad kids for self protectin
Don't know (bitch) and keep my hands on a little bit of solo shit
It's Bone Thugs forever cause I know where home is
little fucking disaster
I-I-I am, I am your god
Call me, call me, call me your master
Dominant by definition
So turned on by your submission
Master
'til my hands hurt
(Hands hurt)
Foreign door, push got the trap spot
(Trap spot)
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn self
(Damn self)
By my damn self,
scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering
Lyrics label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so
death
What I see when you stand by
Your complicit you let us die
No excuses, no empty words
We can’t stand up, it’s your turn
If you love us, you’re up
lying? Well muthafucka I got proof
Name a section in your city where minorities group
And I'mma show you prostitutes, dope and hard times
And a murder
and 'round we go
And 'round and around we go
Round and 'round and 'round we go
Now murder
Alright put your hatchets out
Chop, chop, chop, chop
Swing,
get it
Let's go
You the boss
You the show
See let me tell you a little something about being a boss
A boss takes control, they exercise authority by any
in the back with the play sta'
A little boy (boy) came and gave me an invitation
Said there's a party and ya gotta wear your suit
And ain't no
some
brains leaking off my baseball bat
It's gonna be a murder after midnight
You can say it was a killin by
a lunatic
It's gonna be a murder after
of all evil
'Cause crooked or legal
It's all manipulated by the eagle
And be my motive for murder
[Chorus]
[Twista]
Lord knows I was hurt from
through the window just to hold your hand
So cover us in sheets, and move a little closer
Our high school murder is over
So can we rest in pieces? Just
on attack
When I feel a little emotional, I bite back
I am the executioner
Assassinate, execute, murder you, shit on you
Merk you, all of you, watch your
up,
Please don’t make me type this all out.
If you don’t get it by now girl I can’t help you,
Put your hands up.
Now it’s slower, aw yeah that’s
balls wet
I'm a monster, these other niggas small pets
Claim they sick but they get cured by your dog's vet
I'm thorough from my Yank' to my gourtex
to janet
Blood on my hands
But the body stays clean
Keep him locked up and away
Keep on pushing till he scream
You want a bad bitch I say I am she
Little
to the murder scene
But it's too late, it's absolute pandemonium
Whisked away in an ambulance is your fate
Nothin' nobody told you when you left the house
swear even man was singles
Couldn't end the murder spree
Every time they heard me touch the microphone, first degree
I was tryna rub these niggas out
As I get a little older, I realize life is perspective
And my perspective may differ from yours
I wanna say thank you to everyone that's been down
abused child
Was gonna slit your throat give you another smile
You fucked me all up dad so your murders worth while
Mutilated your corpse on the bathroom
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
I step 1, (ahh) 2, (ahh) across the creaky floor
Spill some fuckin' blood then I'm out the back door
Takin' little trinkets,
Milton hampton
Now you know I'm lying
But i'm vybsin and your liking what I'm typing
It rubs off like old mans in a peep shop
So the real crime would be
Right Hand Man
Let me use your toothbrush
Have you got a clean shirt?
My panties in a wad
At the bottom of my purse
I walk into the street
The air's so
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