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Killing Spree

Defari

Black Mask [Clean]

1999

i'd ignite it, with my lighter..
.. boom! you combust, cause you disgust me
Wacker than them flat-ass crackers on three's company
You walk around,

Uhh, ya, mic check mic check, one two one two, yo
I go by the name of Calist, I'd just like to welcome y'all to the tape
I hope you're ready
Cuz its

shit
Vacate wherever I want right by the pool and shit
Niggas knocking on my door They being rude and shit
Sign say do not disturb that's word

other out
Chrome and blak nines
In the hands of lost souls
One track minds
Wit Kill or be killed motives
We Programmed to die
Propositioned by the cops

my face at sixteen
Ar-15, got a dollar and a dream
I wanted to be Corleone but mixed with Cornelius (The Don)
Embezzling millions, have the crackers

Karate

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

1st Verse
Ich ni san shi better protect your body chopping

I'm finna hit a jug let me find my fucking scale 
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Trapping everyday I work by myself 
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I was down bad but I had my fucking self 
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You niggas

an opp that's dressed in red screaming fuzz
Raised by our mothers but we needed extra love
Our daddies were in jail, some were on the run
Some had even

terrain
Fuxk dem crackers tryna keep my trained 
Mama talking tryna keep me sane

Ima black mane ima Black God
Always stacked up, up against the odds

Gotta

outside by the shed
Two pitbulls in the back of the bed
Long ass drive with a sign that says
"No trespassin' or you'll wind up dead"
Don't ask for nothin',

fever that makes me so meaner
No offense to a female dog
But you talk out your ass
When you bring up the past
No love lost
And no love spent
So we're not

the door/looking at the same things with different eyes /I recognized by how she said hi she had been compromised/love is love always /you transgressing don't negate

when the rap's forever real 
And since you never killed it, i'm the cracker that will
Crack shackles so immaculately severing seals
Postin' picture

Polly need a cracker I got white bitch on the road
I could game a bitch don't need designer on my clothes
She be eating dick I'm surprised that she ain't

the way things are right now, I swear I got to keep a knogen
But don't think Ian smart, i swear I got some book knowledge
So I'm up in the coupe, 4 by 4

going til I die
We gotta stay strong so our kids can survive
This is my story
Black white america
These crackers killing us niggas
But nope they still

when I pull up & sign for ya death like a rental. 
I-10 by ten, free all of my niggas them crackers got em boxed in. 
I’m kinda rough around the edges,

deep in the beats
In the Land Cruiser Jeep with
The MAC-10 by the seats for the jackers
The jealous-ass crackers in the blue suit's
I'll make you prove

a fucking drumstick
You would think we in the stu the way I let this drum spit
You would think we in a dojo by the way this drum kick
And my niggas ride

and flew out some freaks
I'm a pimp, might cruise on a bitch
Can't do interviews with police
Represented by i go to court and
He throw it out and I leave

go by them goon rules:
If you can't bеat 'em, then you pop ’em
You can’t man 'em, then you mop ’em
You can't stand 'em, then you drop 'em
You pop ’em

anger when I know there's niggas dying
Niggas fightin' for their life every day then every night
Niggas posted on the block pushin' white to get by, damn

cracker
M santi’m lwen man m’en equater
Chich pou high mwen m’pa smoke a gratè
Plede banm pass m’pa pè challenge
M te konn met bòz mwen nan bwat a lunch
No

Why the fuck you turn my game off bitch
I was watching that
Ya funky ass sit on my couch
And eat up all my shit
Ya need to ride this dick to a job