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stored in the chamber, it's our time
Tino Attila flow killer is here
Still the big cat, that can insight fear (Grrr argg)
Grace the set so you don't get

Caught a charge and these niggas can't book me
Hang wit killers so nigga don't push me
Tell the feds, them niggas come find me, I fly out the country, I

Star Power!

Blood on the Dance Floor

All the Rage!

2011

Dashing, smashing, knock you outta commission!

I'm a killer like a Manson, you're blowin' like you're Hanson,
Your powers are weak when you go against

beer 
I ain't gone lie 
cll your songs just passing me by 
Straight into the dump 
Your stumped 
clso a chump 
I'm tired of rappers not trying 
I'm not

watch out he's a killer clown

I was taken away by grooves you made me
Find my way
Didn't wanna run around town causing a ruckus
And getting drunk

the free throw
MVP ballin out like I'm playin for Chi-Town I'm ballin' like D-Rose
Knock the rust off by spitting some rookie lines
Ten for ten with the tens

Killer
No you don't get much realer
Time moves slow, your index finger moving right to trigger
Standing strong like pillar, hearing the flow like

you're somewhere up there in the air
Uh
I ain't a killer but i swear
This anger over powers all my fears
So if i ever see that nigga face
I'm gon' make his

play wit' me, play wit' yo' pussy
I ain't a killer, but don't push me
Just walked up outside yo' mama house smellin' like straight budussy
I'm a glad

pockets in drought
Feel like I'm number one
Surrounded by scouts
Way too successful
To be filled with the doubt
Don't gotta say much
You know what I'm about

I'm burning the page
Moment I pick up the pen and I write it
My flow is ignited
You fanning the fire
By listening
Yeah

People dismissing him
I do

add up
The killers that you glorify they don't do shit
Yo buddy died you got a Glock better use it
Blow her a kiss now she wetter then a pool pit
Pop

Looking around and I see these faces
Feel dead I'm the killer nobody knows like cold cases
Put me on a shelf but not with a cd
But a box full of my

like glitter
I am not a quitter
I'm addictive like pain killers

Call me griselda blanco
Niggas think they funny like James Franco
Got my own hitters

listen then they take it all as a joke
By far the realist song I ever wrote feel like President Maw you should vote
Turn on the tv and I get the mopes

when I'm home and alone.
But this time I roar. Can’t let it go.
We're gonna burn this mother f***er down!

Alexander Mc Queen by the shoe type
She's

the antidote oh
Antidote oh yeah
She don’t wanna die young
Killed by Coro
Killed by Corona
Wine slow ohh
Wine slow ohh
Only on me
Don’t wanna see you with nobody

Befriend all the killers around me (All around me)
And bring all the peace to the mountain (To the mountain)
Homie I'm counting
Make sure I'm there

Alpha-bet killer she
Now look at me
Laying there, fast asleep
Weak as ever, this endeavor
First round, knockdown, undisputed
Yea, she got the crown, yea

Yea,

Sledgren dreamer on the beat, wake up

Young nigga do this shit with ease huh
By any means
Couple tricks still up my sleeve huh
Came from nothing

it be feeling so lonely
I'm convinced that none of you all really know me
Premeditatedly judged by the old me
Just 'cause it helped me, it don't mean

side by side

Murders in the rue morgue
Someone call the gendarmes
Murders in the rue morgue
Run before the killers go free

There's some people

to come across than in person visits, at the prison, with a killer
On the 574, I'm the best in this bitch
Say it with my chest in this bitch
Let me talk my

On my God daughter everyday
I be speaking with killers
Type to walk a nigga down
And shoot his face off like Damian Lillard
Make everything count I ain't