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happening on properties by these folks that don't look like me
But when I see they do they telling us no Tupac'ish and then I go right
In thruw the front door

on a nigga, block and it sound like I dropped a missile, Drop em all dead, that's the mission

We gon' kill him one by one, We gon' get him, hit him up, We

Gritty Shaker

David Holmes

Smokin Beats

2002

of the evidence
It's over, she's gone for good
Why should I lie, singin' a killer's lullaby
Identified by the dying ring of her goodbye
The last thing you hear

a queen
You've been doin' it on your own
(This is the sound)
Oh, yeah, oh, Miss Alinda, where you at?
I need your help, I got some demons by my bed
Oh, Miss

Camouflage Ninjas

Killarmy

Silent Weapons for Quiet Wars

1997

surface
To be committed by the CIA
Criminals in the army engage in war games
'cause we're living in the last days

Most killers make you hate
The world is

shot gun blast, it ain't no stoppin the shells
you doing shows everyday but you ain't clockin no mail
I'm in the A-T-L fuckin with killers and thugs

Incense draws me in
A once familiar scent
Your pets greet me by the front door
The only remnants left
Of wasted lazy Sundays
Locked in our heads
Only

What's the move
What's the move

Baby what's the move, should I pull up
I came from the stu, that's where I cook up
I'm smoking loud, it's the killer

Shit
This shit sound like some
Shit
From the ‘99 to the 2000s Type shit
Ya heard me
Kill
What you think kill that’s hard?
I’m bout to ride this bitch

Hang with the wizard, he comin’ through like a blizzard
Next step always killer, dumpin’ juice, I’m a hitter (Dumpin’)
I just mixed some liquor with

mine
I’ma gonna get mine
Don’t you ever play a fool
And I ain’t no killer but don’t get it twisted
Cause niggers I hang with Is killers to
I just made

And take my whole crew to stunt with me
And I ain't even trying to sound witty
Hang a Flav size Rollie on my next so the whole world can fuckin' see it's my

to myself
Cause I'm a silent killer
And these hollow tips for everybody
These bullets not assigned to niggaz
And I done gave some love to everybody
(Now they

propellers
My sound and my vision is possessed by Helen Keller
Am I going crazy, or is it my reality
I feel like flying high, going all over the galaxy
Got

of hiding
I can tell when a ladies lying, like y'all can tell when your baby's crying
Y'all know the sound of that truthful expression, that you don't find in

copy paste every flow
That's tragic
I'm a real killer on the beat
Assassin
I ain't even spittin' I just gleeked
That's gross
I just need some money for

a cherry beam
On it in a matte benz
Fah, fah, fah
Nigga couldn't see me in that dark tint
Nigga look a killer in the eyes
Parked parallel next to his whip
He

on your luck from a turn you mistook
You'll be tracked down, picked up, and secured by a hook
I'm a true Predator with a cloak to prove it
Your brain thinks

on every gun they sell
Murders go unsolved
A few got turned in by their moms
This is what they can't tell you
This is what they can't show you
Bitches a take

bitch niggah huh
How that feel
Karma's fucking horny bitch niggah
Now you got fucked by karma
Karma horny karma horny
This shit sound like kamehameha

Black and brown call me miles morales
But where my Peter Parker
A teacher in armor
Mister Miller
But he pulled the trigger
I'm with the killers
Knew

Back Against the Wall

Crucial Conflict

Good Side, Bad Side

1998

to do none

Bone killer, killer to the bone, I got that home address
y'all niggas better leave it alone, this Raw Dope life or death

hook

Any time

808, cut sound
Ooh, phooey
Marvel, you a deadbeat
DJ Flair, make the money flare

I be in the trenches, we be snatchin' souls
I got killers who came

Runs Nazareth's beast, yeah
You got your boy Killer Priest, Iron Sheik from the Middle East
And Caspa Clark, yeah
Augusto, Executor

Wu-Tang, yeah