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Ill 
Spitting retarded fareal
Given em crack for the deal 
Then turn it to Mills 
Stunt Taylor still in the field 
Hangin wit killas on pills 
We

killas
Wit some felonies
Cut to attack
Like an enemy
Vasectomy
Owe
Let that bitch breath
A 100 rounds fuh you fake clowns....
Iont Eva wanna here you dudes

huecas edúcate y saca lo bueno debuta, permuta en la ruta con esta disputa y anota en la meta con tu fuerza bruta derrota y amputa lo pútrido… T-Killa

the ones that's up inside my head
But I'm a killa so I'll drill into ya soul for them
Break your fam and rip yo ass from limb to limb
Reincarnate and drag

heavy till yall see some killas
Im me and I aint never had to change at thang
Yall niggas pussy tryna fit in instead of making ways
Yall making stories

the trunk, if you diss you are done, to the Kids that Forgot I'm the Best
Whoa, never wanna battle witta killa, every time I go to Spit it, Better Go
So, then

UH!

Fino delirio qué me pone al tiro y me pone a rumbear (me pone a rumbear)

digan lo que digan éste Killa los ha dejado atrás (y no me dan)

se perdió y choco  en tus curvas
O este killa se prendio y salvó tu boombap

Bdb es true del hood los unicos
Con la cara tapadita como doom en publico

contemplate the consequence of fear
Annihilate, the instrumentals with
Pads and pencils, my utensils is
Covered in blood my words are killas'
Bring empires down

flying for yaa'  

Yaa, yaa, Fly, fly, flying fo' ya, tower climbing 
For ya, ripping cealing, sweety killa' are yaa'
Sweety sinner are yaa'. shot me

of the swines, leaving spines cracking
I'm back in fine fashion, killing ‘em, leaving all dead
Killa been leaving ‘em all red, kill ‘em and eat ‘em, then I'm fed

then I could spend
I plan on inspiring
More people to try again
Boogieman, rookies man
You niggas need some pussy man
A killa but don't push me man
I'd

levanté dejé atrás el colaboratorio soy la guion del T, killa,
en fila, afínate seré efímero, afina el oído que ya empecé.

a killa not about that life
Ima rapper till i die
People wanna copy what i do and i wonder why
Well i really dont
But you'll be just like me no you wont

of a lion
Bitch I’m straight out killa county when niggas had bounty’s
Oon niggas that make it they hating
Hit the club up and outie with 12 hoes around
I’m

a soul 

I cannot trust a soul 
So imma keep the pole
Goons move in silence 
So they gonna kick yo door 
These niggas ain't no killas
I'm posted with

my mind
She goes like
“Ouuuu CC you beat me round one”
“Ouuuu CC time for round two”
At this point I’m a killa
All time sinna
If I keep beating this

truly love life with the way that it is
Hold up
Beat's so trippy imma throw up
Feeling so sick from the switch up
Murder the beats I'm a killa
Putting in

know we rocking
Pulling up in a fo do
Imma killa tho
You a silly ho
Pull up on the mic and I spit it tho
Are you with it bro? What you claim ho?
Are you

una mitad ya,
Podría ser como un poema emáname aquel dulce perfume mientras T-killa consume su pena lentamente pensando en lo que ocurre y se perdió,

Fly like a plane man I’m fly like a choppa
She want some dick take me to red lobster
Hang with them killas Im chillin wit mobsters
I got them bands u

Call me plumber
If she lets me
I will 
Pipe her man
Cooler than 
A ceiling fan
Run it back
Like Killa man
You niggas
Couldn't get 
The plan
Cause ware

I ain't got no friends 
Still check in on my niggas
Birds of a feather and I be killas

up in it
Chiefin that killa just seeking the piece within us
In the cut with the indica
In the cut with the indica
In the cut with the indica
In