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(There's a killer loose in this here town)
Where we kill one another
Kill on one another
(There's a killer loose in this here town)
You a dead mother fucker

driving stick
By His stripes I am healed dog, Jesus took my whips
But all I see is red lights when I'm whipping through the six
Achilles heel like I was

you a bum and a hater, bitch, move around, you in the way
Shit, when I hopped in the game, my only thought was make a play
I used to want the fame, shit

Everyone was afraid
Except for me, I threw a party cause I know that I was made to be immortal
If the world would end today, it would have to be by my doing

the agony
Cause I can't go to school, unless I'm high
Smoking weed, barely sleep
See her in my dreams
Hold you close, gave you love
Gone the next week

you ever witnessed was on Menace ll Society
Try to sound deep and got masses fooled by your lack of rhythm
I elevate while you perpetuate your

Shorty turned me to a believer, why the fuck I believe her?
I was stupid for letting a hoe in

Sometimes I really just want to leave her
I know she

To prove that he ain't lying
And that's the reason my glasses off

Now you see that's soft
Where I'm comin' from
Least they come, nigga front for nothin'

you talking 'bout?
You know just how I'm coming
From the sun down til the sun in
All these niggas I be sonning
I'm the shit no need for plumbing
All you

a head knock
But if not, curses
I close the curtains
My golden verses
Put mumbles in hearses
One thing for certain
You need to learn this
Matter fact

the scratches let Him strip the paint
This one for the babes in Christ
Tell it to the seasoned saints
He'll never leave you nor forsake you on the day you faint

wasn't crying
I was just like you couldn't cry when it happened eyes look like their made of plastic
Ain't no doubt I'm all in, I'm all in
I'm ballin'
All

the door
It's a new day to go get me some money
I got niggas that'll run it up for me
Lock your doors when you see that I'm coming
Think I was Omar the way

well this for you
Never had a vessel here to find my truth
There's no ChelsC back because I was born this Tuesday
Crazy shit I'm really here I speak my

Man I'm tripping
Thinking bout that decision I made
Without executing the mission
I'm looking for my boys like they missing
I really miss them
I

call that shit a digital prayer
Yeah, made a song 'bout my editor
Niggas wouldn't get on it, I didn't care
Yeah, done that bitch by my lonesome
Bitch I

could've said when I was by my lonely
If life is a bitch
I'm glad she the one that chose me
Karma on the side I know she watching me closely
I'm just Tryna

struck
Looking at me like I'm God bruh
I done made so much bands in my card, all black 
I be looking like Donda

You look like the charter 
Always got

by bright lights and uniforms
I'm pissed off, I'm shouting at the cops at nude in 4
Jumping up and down, yelling "What the fuck you do that for?"
(What

Verse 1: 
You contaminate my blood
Now I'm not half the man I was
Not beast nor fiend have you made me simply a malady, an odious reek
I've grown

breast for me
I keep my best stuff inside not for the rest to see
If we keep up at this rate, the cops'll be arresting me
I see keisatsu at the door with

hard this is going to be for you
Trust me

I once had a slight dream of writing a book about a society where everything was perfect
Each time a lightbulb

leave the streets, the ghetto made me conscious
And I've been doin' it since you rappin' cats was still in diapers
But it seems to me these cats are

Labor Day

The Hudson Falcons

Blood, Sweat and Punk, Vol. 1

They don't need you around here anymore
They made all their money now they're closing up the door
You should feel lucky that you've had a job for