Lyrics:
with a pound
You could've missed it how fast it happened, it sound like fireworks made sound
I fucked the block bitches gave drops, cause I finally flew
was leaning on tris
Fell in love with the sound of the switch
Anybody around here get hit
It was too many times I was giving to much
Shit by now I
the atmosphere that we're brooding in
Can I suicide by constantly breathing doobies in
That would be tragic like killers living when movies end
Credits rolling
Ain't no place fi beginner,
Tek yuh 3 point and nyam yuh dinner
Dawg eat dawg everybody is a killer
Up d hill wid a rolling stone,
Count hay with a fine
real
Only killer by for pill
Keep your mind right in the still
So my dog is in the cell
You're going to make it out of there
It's not a nigga that I
a dealer
I held a gun, but ain't a killer
Can I keep it any realer?
My name came up and it sounds
More when I'm not arround
Certain people that I know
They
Tryna find my sound..wasn't tryna sound like
Most these niggas from outta my town
Never been a killer, but i got a daughter now
So I'm letting off
here dying for attention
They can’t troll us
We did it by ourselves, nobody can control us
My mans on parole but he
Still keep a pole tucked
Your mans
at the end, hope I got tunnel vision
My grandma used to hate me 'cause I was dark skin
My own granny was brainwashed by colorism
She died in her rocking
God and pray to Jesus, now I'm always good
Cause I'm
Filled up with the Holy Ghost
Bring revival and the vibes to the West Coast
Man, I used to get so
There is a valley
Covered in new wine
Cleansed by fire
Wineskin filled
I feel the wind blow
My bones cry out
With aching wonder
Revival spills
to me
You wanna get in? Put a sucker's head out
Sound a little hot for you, boy? Then, toy, get out
Syndicate mob ain't nothin but hardened crooks
You
broken hearts
Cigarettes and sex
Talking about the fuckin future
Like molly percocets (Molly)
Spitting fire's what I do (Killer v)
Never rattled by threats
on
You know I work hard, I play hard
I get an applause on a day off
Dawg if you been off, stay off
I'm not a killer don't push me
Only God can judge me
If
whenever you're around
You give that smile and shit now I feel safe and sound
And now I know why
Can't get her off my mind
Ooh I am haunted
Haunted by you
Fuss by The Killers
Paranoid by Black Sabbath
And of course Potato Salad
And Unraveling of Pup the Band
Mercury Falling by Sting
What else do I have
breath! {*"A word from our sponsor"*}
[Boots]
Some confuse ass-breath for strong halitosis
It's been hundreds of years since the first diagnosis
By
somethin' for ya
Get rocked by my midnight Glock
Sniper through sound vocal rival to invade the block
Fuckin' bitch paid the price of a snitch
Whoop whoop sound thee alarm
Whoop whoop they fearing DeJuan
Whoop whoop you better sound thee alarm
Whoop whoop they fearing DeJuan
To all you
All you killers, Devil's stoppin' [?]
I'm the guardian [?] on this throne
Blood on my hands again
Blood on my hands again
Blood on my hands again
Me and my niggas smoke weed at an incredible dosage, have niggas slumped like we Got Shocked by 1000 watts voltage
The liquor don't make you hulk
along
Hey, not from the same part of town, but we both hear the same sound coming
Woo
And it sounds like war
Woo
And it breaks our hearts
When I
won't take it back
I'm on the block with the killers and holdin' my own, of course (yeah, check, check)
I seen my mom and dad separate, ain't talkin'
[Mad Child]
About to drill ya with a killer combo
King Kong, Godzilla and Rambo
Marker author, ain't no bitch I'm down to die for
Rifle in
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