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Things can change up in an instant
So go do what you need
Your Self Doubts the biggest killer

Of your hopes and your dreams
But just don't overthink it

G'ed up (G'ed up)[02:03.21]Surrounded by some killers that say that I'm B'ed up (Oh)[02:06.18]That hoe want know how she could leave her man and free up

a meeting with my fist
Not like this, I'm not pissed, but might turn into a beast
So just please let this peace
Reign
I'm not a killer but please do not tempt

her wrists with pride
I cut her off, circumcision

These aren't a regular denim
I know you could tell by the stitches
I put bracelets and bags on my

pedal masher
Ideas of gettin' money spreadin' through
My like some cancer
Raised no good for society
But number one in the streets
I feel me and mine in

vanilla god, I'm a killer
Michael Jackson, I'm a thriller
Ain't nobody gonna ever do it better
Like Rihanna, all you mother fuckers are under my umbrella

And you have to be a killer
You're only defined
By your wealth and fame
You can't ever have enough
And everything has to be about you
The opulence
The more

good
You just know how to hide
Me, I don't have that problem
So say goodnight to the bad guy
Now I don't need one to tell me all the shit I've intended

I measure a soul by how many people they've made better
In the center of the storm ducking blows like mayweather
So they may weather
Any obstacle

drones get past her
Making sure I'm not spied upon
By prying eyes of an avian pawn

Acting like a bird bird bird
The thoughts absurd-surd-surd
Reagan

spelled backwards
I'm in a rage, fuck minimum wage
When my AK is 47 that's middle aged
I'm as livid as a gorilla that's sitting in a cage
Straight Killer

play with em
Swingin' like a heavy hitter they gonna' need a pain-killer
Make you play em' and you see you can't hang with em
Come up with the same

Chrysalis

The Underachievers

The Cellar Door: Terminus Ut Exordium

2014

niggas by painting lyric pictures
The ring you gon kiss it
The holy ones did this I handle they business
Young buck nigga can't say that I ain't sinnin'

Cold

DMC

Checks Thugs and Rock N Roll [Clean]

2006

To my niggaz locked down it's gon' be alright
To my sisters in the hood tryin to make life better
You ain't by yourself, you're looking better
Whatever

it's gon' be alright
To my sisters in the hood tryin to make life better
You ain't by yourself, you're looking better
Whatever the storms that come

at the show, while you chase her down
Only good for the night, I ain't saying vows
Niggas be hating but don't approach
Keep a grip on the side like a fucking

Fuck these lame niggas in my city
If any nigga got a problem, tell'em come and get me
It's Mr. Benton say "good morning" to the bad guy
I'm enjoyin'

Will get slashed by my lightsaber, this cell fader
Yelled stories you can't match, you better ask
Don't getcha bones detached, or marrow whacked

decor
With Tuscany doors
I swear her father is a crime boss
He'll sit around, making money on his time off
Contract killer got papers for me to sign off

Walking around in a blood soaked gown
Nobody 'round here knows the secrets
This is killer-city, I know what's up
Telling your friends about me in

to teach
Us on how to be there, good or bad, you know that shit run deep
Blood that get in water, when it hit the surface, it's gon' seep
In the dark, blood

the rear
Won't ask if you can hold my gun, I'd rather just leave paper there
I know you wouldn't steal from me
Got killers that would kill for me
You

I'm sorry Pete, I'll get it back to you soon as I can
You know I'm good for it, just give me some time
I swear I'll sort it out, I'll get you

thank you, Jesus
Boy, boy, I see you fake flexing
I ain't even gotta lie
Liquor all in my liver
Weed all in my eyes
Woop
Cops pull up by surprise
She hit