Lyrics:
make a ho get sentimental
I got ADIKA denim, ballin' with no fundamentals
Michael Jackson off the Thriller dose, hold it from the killer dose
Cookin'
And all I really want is deliverance, ah
Do I wear you out?
You must wonder why I'm relentless and all strung out
I'm consumed by the chill of solitary
[Chorus]
She's a killer (oh) she's a killer (oh)
She's a killer, mami, you'se a killer
She's a killer (oh) she's a killer (oh)
She's a killer, shorty,
The summer was the killer
Between our hearts and minds
Every day a drama
Dragging by in quarter time
By summer it was over
I couldn't see it
(he's a trapper)
He's a gangsta (Gangsta)
Money-maker (money)
He's a killer (killer)
He's a realer (uh)
Real guerilla
She's a bad bitch (a bad
I'm Eleanor Rigby, I picked up the rice
In the church where the weddin's had been, yeah
I'm Eleanor Rigby, I'm keepin' my face in a jar by the door
hungers
Like a killers wife
As the cars go by, as the cars go by
As the cars go by, yeah as the cars go by
Miles, miles away
She's hurting people in
The world is built by killers and there's nothing you can do
The world is built by killers so you'd better get used to
Lookin' through the eyes
for one thing
He only stopped by to make Bill Thaxton die
So he could add to his fame.
"Go give Bill Thaxton a message
And tell him a killer's in town
the shadows is the
Maniac killer
Evil now strikes
See its just you and the
Maniac killer!!
My art perfected by
A hundred nights or more
A hundred knoches
to die, we multiply, by the hundred
Fuckin' by the thousand, leave me out ? so grounded
Beatin' up your soundman
Playa haters and players, we give um
I be wit the killers, I be by myself
I be gettin' money, I be by myself
I stay in designer, I be by myself
It ain't hard to find me, I be by
I'm Eleanor Rigby, I picked up the rice
In the church where the weddin's had been, yeah
I'm Eleanor Rigby, I'm keepin' my face in a jar by the door
down like a killer shark
It's like a railroad running right through my heart
Jekyll and Hyde the way I behave
Feel like I'm running on an empty gauge
Oh
Slowly I turn, step by step
Through the backwindow, I crept
Silent as a mouse on a set
While everybody in the house slept,
I disconnect the phones
(Monsta's gon' tear it up)
Like my hunnids blue (blue)
Bad bitches, yeah, I keep 'em by the two
It's a big difference between me and you
I
And all I really want is deliverance, ah
Do I wear you out?
You must wonder why I'm relentless and all strung out
I'm consumed by the chill of solitary
Duet by Linda Ronstadt and James Taylor
written by Rose Marie McCoy, Sylvia McKinney
© 1961 Ben-Ghazi Enterprises Inc (BMI)
Darling, been
There lays young James in his mortal pain
Those three are on my mind
So I ask the killers can you see those three again
Those three are on my mind
I
thee be spied by dragon-glare
It'll show not mercy, it is said
But devour thee and leave thee for dead, woo
Gila, Gila, Gila
Gila, Gila, Gila
Caught me down like a killer shark
It's like a railroad running right through my heart
Jekyll and Hyde the way I behave
Feel like I'm running
tongue opened like a shot
Oh bang bang
Ten feet tall, laser eyes
Killer body, killer thighs
She drew me a fine line
What's wrong what's right
I
prey
Muddy water
Quiet when she moves
Gonna slaughter
Grabs you by the neck
You know your fate
Looks into your eyes
Too late
Crocodile killer
Dead
I'm a fountain of blood
In the shape of a girl
You're the bird on the brim
Hypnotized by the Whirl
Drink me, make me feel real
Wet your beak
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