Lyrics:
kill
Turkeys, chickens, pigs, each other, fuck us, we will
Take a life, lethal injection or free will
Tookie got murdered by the pigs, fuck did he
to your knees
Am down now
Am burn by your flames
Your flames
Am down now
Am kill by things you do
You do
Am down
Am down now
Am burn by your flames
Your
I just stole your lil baby with a hundred by my side
No you can't spend the night, night, night
I looked at her wrist a hundred thousand she saw mine
damaged
So I plan on everyone dying (kill 'em all)
Powder residue on my license
Mixed the cocaine with some ricin
Tears of blood roll down my cheek
to show 'em, let 'em know I'm not no punk ass bitch
Ready to pop them blood clot and let him feel hostile
S-P-I-C-E comin', we gettin' hard to kill
So
run it, who run it, who run it
These bitches ain't runnin' (runnin') shit but y'all mouth
'Cause the first hater step, the first hater get tossed
run it, who run it, who run it
These bitches ain't runnin' (runnin') shit but y'all mouth
'Cause the first hater step, the first hater get tossed
own the whole floor
Believing this my time so im steping like i own the whole floor
First step and im out to do the right thing
First step and im out
their house
Surprise
Mother fucking end a life
Play their genitals with knife
I am so bored
I just want to kill
For our first date
Lets have some fun by
Sent the first text, I don't hear nothin' back
Call you on the celly, you don't even hit me Back
See you on the Twitter & the IG
Facebook, Snapchat,
written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death
(Die) (is that everyone?)
Die by my hand
I creep across the land
written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death
Die by my hand (die)
I creep across the land (die)
Killing first
only fear wasting time because time ain't free
Can't be chasing the dream
Running behind first place
When I should be taking the lead
Try and kill me
first drive-by
I was a menace to society
But I never left fingerprints on my
[Chorus]
I got a lot of dead homies some blood some crip
This is
This where I hit my first lick
Where I cop my brick
Where i fuck my first bitch
Where I got my first kiss yea
Ain't no place like home
Ain't no
Hello and welcome everyone, to the Velvet Room
First up, we have our hero, Joker
Alright, I'ma start this one out
Got framed for a crime, now I'm in
time to be a killer
Blood in my eyes
First degree keep the Ruger on my side
Let this money kill my pride
I'm the God of homicides
Pussy boy wanna die
I
Stevo crowned this beat
B.O.B bitch
Up Next REC
Shout out us
Yeah hahahahaha
First thing first, where the motherfuckin' bag
First thing first, where
Bt
Just wanted to flex on tv
Count 100s on bet
R.I.P nigga kevin lee
Counted 10 on Spruce street
Stash da pack on Spruce street
Kept tha strap
one call and am on the way
Come thru later sheets down first 48
Then kill that ugh! wrap it up and? take
Games on it's crunch time I chip
Her off like
a mill
Tryinna get em out the hood
Cause the streets there they kill
All my friends got kids
Working dead end jobs
They act like it's all good
But I
kateb ana fay2 3l beat
Bt2oly i love you b2olha merci
Jwan m7ro2 abl ma anzll l peseen
Ay yo you don like me
Ay yo where i might be
Ay yo where the love
truth hurts
Real men don't cancel to kill careers
They strike at bullies til their names, alone, instilling fear
Not the type to promote committing
everything I know will pass me by
On my chest is crucified, we say it all the time
Lost so much I stop prayin' and put my pain inside
A glass pot that I used
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