Lyrics:
Malik at 29, Mugga at 22
From Harlem to Atlanta, fuck you talking 'bout
Just happy to be here
Killed freaky, I was traumatized
Still that nigga in
by the Aether malekith, a dark elf
Woke up and tried to reach her
Thor took her back to Asgard and
Tried to remove the substance
But Malekith killed
tell just by the look in your eyes
You want me baby
You can get it if you want some
Better be ready cause you're in for a ride
Cause once I'm finish you
just might die with scowl
You might get killed by your pal
That real nigga shit ain't his style
I'm never surprised and never wowed
And even when down
kill sons
Can't get into the pen for murder one
I rather be rich, lay back and spark that shit
Killed now son of being hit by a bullet
Nigga shut
It don’t make no difference how I kill it, always kill or be killed
Half-baked but they won’t ever kill killer B, kill
Because I’m a killer bee still,
pigs
Kill or fucking be killed
Brick by brick
Eye for a fuckin eye
Eye for an eye
Every last one of you would go fucking blind
You write the laws in
to blast out, but I did anyway
That young punk had to pay
So I just killed a man
Here is somethin' you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
kill trick
Better watch these hoes, talking bout these niggas
but y'all don't know that these pussies got triggers,
getting niggas killed in my hood like
Do do do you even know?
What class he plays in?
What hunger makes of a man
Kill or be killed
Its Hannessy
Leave the street quaking
My complete
to blast out, but I did anyway
That young punk had to pay
So I just killed a man
Here is something you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
to blast out, but I did anyway
That young punk had to pay
So I just killed a man
Here is something you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
Don`t be out there snitching
(Ama shoot em, ama kill em)
(Pop-pop pop-pop)
They killed Mbali
And nobody said shit
(Mh-mh-mh)
When I catch their bodies
(no doubt)
Ther comes a time in
Every nigga life when he's face to face with that ole'
Kill or be killed
And here I go again
Grabbin' my steel
Cuz now
Man he killed my young nigga
My blood cousin killed my fucking blood
That shit broke my hurt man that shit really fucked me up
I be out here drinking
I want money, I like to steal I want to live with corruption in peace
Na me be police,
Na me carry gun harass all the people, I kill them for fun
I
Gimme more!
Try to kill one!
Die!
Your body falls off!
Kill or be killed!
Hunt!
Down!
(But where's the solo guy?)
By wicked guys and witching babes
(By
opps pussy knowin' they a never kill shit
Speakin' onna dead Nd that shit a get you killed bitch
Bitch shut up don't give a fuck how you feel bitch
Nigga
It's Kill or to be killed
Ultimate aggression initiates my sins
Til the final massacre's complete
Possessed by the devil haunting my sleep
Driven by my
shit
Can't count the time
And fuck
I can't count the times
I lie awake at night
Wishing I could be
The kid who killed himself
That time when he was all
didn't bicker
Any less than winning to me, makes you a quitter
You can either be killed by your mind or become the killer
Lack of self belief in the mirror
what's really wrong with these racist days
I honor the strong and pity the weak
Your thoughts run your life, be careful what you think
Haiti beat
featuring Mystikal Silkk the Shocker
If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
But we independent black owned and making scrilla
the green no challenge
I don't see no challenge
There can be no challenge
Hurt the beat no challenge
Killed the mic no challenge
Bring the vibe no challenge
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