Lyrics:
About six months ago some one came by with a petition,
Said "We wanna stop these folks, moving in next door",
I refused to sign and told them
Haunted by my fears
And my last my bitch
Yeah, I’m out bitch
Put a bullet in her head
Now she’s dead bitch
Fuck!
Drive!
Drive!
Drive!
Killer!
Killer
sold
I've sharped my edges, I have learned fight
No longer blinded by his false light
I'm the killer queen, I'm standing tall,
I'm no longer chained,
Music)
Goin' broke, niggas in a panic
Sellin' dope, nigga, send a pallet
Young killers, city full of talent
You testified, hate to see it happen
New
the tribe of Shabazz
Murderous material, made by a madman
It's the mic wrecker, Inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
the tribe of shabazz
Murderous material, made by a madman
It's the mic wrecker, inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
the tribe of Shabazz
Murderous material, made by a madman
It's the mic wrecker, Inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
the tribe of shabazz
Murderous material, made by a madman
It's the mic wrecker, inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
Haha
Goddo
Watch who you talking to
My killers catch attitudes, stalk and they follow you
No, I'm not mad at you. They just do what they told, by
on the trigger, yeah
How you get along with a killer?
See him swing by his neck,
Clean the mess with a brillo,
Get the stains off deck
Then you paint over it
Don't
since I climbed out the cunt on my birth date
Now matter how bad you get me I'm getting back in the worst way
Nothing to remember you by just another
mistakes made over and over
Why, why didn't I try
To take my own advice and stay away?
He's got the kinda look that I cannot resist
I'm tempted by his kiss
dreams of king Stephen killer mike
Mad stalking midnight
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Westside riders keep it (gangsta)
Southside hustlers keep it (gangsta)
Do you know what's up in the sky
A danger to the human race
There should have been a paradise
Instead there's a killer out in space
It's made 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
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
It looked so good, your perfect plan
You had to get greedy to be the man
Now you're holding the bag, paying the price
Gonna get burned by the heat
I'm walking by faith
Not by sight
I'm walking by faith
Not by sight
I'm walking by faith
Not by sight
I'm walking by faith
Not by sight
I'm walking
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
Niggas into gangs things and narcotics
Freak bitches riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
can't respect your ways [?]
So you hear me, killer plan man
Not the end man, just beginning man
So you hear me, killer plan man
Not the end man,
ain't even think about the kids
Killer season nigga
Even babies get shot to death
Rozzy on the line with a
Baby hung by his leg, it's regular
Young
door
Or by ounce of crack
And go post up at that Citco
And even when you get a little money nigga get more um
My money long nigga
My weed strong nigga
If
left to load
My toes are cold my legs are warm
The sin is beaten by the storm
I'm not afraid of the killer bee
Join my big time journey
I'm stuck in
his place to wear the crown
cnd watch him rot under the ground
Hello, hello, hello killer queen
I heard you've been by the murder scene
Hello, hello,
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