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Cash when I’m walking the line, hoe
All these star girls start to get in a line
I’m the zodiac killer, why they wanna know my sign? Oh!

Bands by

me not to do it
Lil bra a hot head I gotta beg him not to shoot it
Right now this everyday shit my foot in every lane
Who else inna city been to Johnny

the check up, nigga, detonation
Kill 'em one by one, Final Destination
Top my destination
I got guardian angels all around a nigga, that's deflectin' Satan

I ain't no way you fucking with me
I got love for my city
But you can't trust nobody
In my community
Killer Cali
Don't try me
Tread lightly or die

Killer Vibe, fumo un blunt
Tira il dito medio al cielo
Ichi boy, tutto quello che tocco
Diventa nero
Pantano, su una Pontiac flip-
-Po: Pulito!
Ho il

treat us just like they treat their Uncle Sams
What about our Mayan hams
Although I can't heal you for now for what animosity you caused me
I wish I

I'm an obese beast that feeds on dreams
The vanilla killer kid who eats up fiends
I'll lyrically slaughter your mother and daughter
The father,

him
That's the truth of the matter
You pretend the past is the past
Righteous sin
Killer dream catchers
But you forgot that eagles won't touch grass

bout his approach
If I catch you on the porch I'm sickng you with the toast
Look a killer in his eyes pray to God you survive
If Satan is by ya side,

and I got enough cheese
To get these niggas out the way
I got killers that's my best friend
A uncle was the bird man
Had 9 G's on me when I ran into

eight stacks, fat blunts and The Chronic
Smooth like my Uncle Johnny
Sundress season upon us, I'm tryna see ass lil mama
I aint shuffling dollars
Had

plenty more to shoutout but my verse is about to start so hold up
First things first rest in peace uncle Ben
Wise words make u a fucking inspiration
As I

cousin used to pitch Donna Sacks at, right back in 1986
Went with the man with the L.A. Grace Coup, where it's hot, on top, on wave

That's my Uncle T.

Boaw boaw
Long live my uncle man
Gang
Mono
Lemme get yal hip
Gang gang gang gang gang gang
Nigga neva had sht, used to wish I had fresh kicks

a hero then you get no take away
I'm a killer by design, I take a life and get my pay
Got these hyper sonic gauntlets, claws as sharp as razor blades
Hella

Campaign Speech

Eminem

Campaign Speech

2016

president
Gettin' off is the first order of business
Once I get in office
Second thing that'll make me happy's walkin' up to Uncle Sam
Naked, laughing,

So What? (Episode 01)

Vince Staples

So What?

2019

the strippers (damn)
Throw a six, throw a five, I'm a winner (baby girls)
Throw a two, throw a three, I'm a winner (he lyin')
That's for Johnny, that's for

killed but I rather leave you bleedin
I'm the son of a killer
Lil bitch don't get it twisted
I was born as a sinner
Wouldn't be the first time sinnin
On yo

your bucket (yeah)
Mike got a '96 Impala (yeah)
Don't think I won't murk ya (yuh)
Be out by the time my son hit college (yuh)
Cold enough to make her

eight make shit jump
We still in the hood like johnny pumps
Forever aggressive i do what i want
Three point five all in one blunt
Your man act crazy he

Come lock in with some bosses
Aint too many of us left
Riding solo in sumn tinted
Smoking thumpaz by myself
I came up round sum killers
Some went

uncles told me not to worry
Why they leave a nigga lonely
With this 40

Smoking weed, don't hold no corp fees
And I'm balling like I'm Kobe
All these shots

a vacant house
We responsible for half these cold
Cases in the town
Hit him with that pole, you know, we ballin'
Jumpin' out the gym posted by the sto'
I got

God why you put my brother in a grave yard
Killers up the road an they put Johnny in a state yard
They say he need a straight jacket
These niggas