Grr

I'm a lover not a fighter, but also I am a Killer
Couple minutes Imma whip her then Imma take her to dinner
Moving silent like a ninja walking in the mist
I'm violent, I can't find a better time to die then now

Get the bag so I can buy an even bigger bag
I've been cutting up the track ever since slash
Running past all of you niggas like a running back
If you look my way I might come have to beat your ass

Don't like, how I dress
In the morgue your name won't be addressed
Can't recognise his face
What you expect?
He wasn't giving me respect
Me respect
Say this shit is cut throat, so what's the matter if I split his neck

Die, die homicide
Yeah, maybe I lost my mind
But I do not really feel inclined to find it feeling fine

Die, die homicide
Yeah, maybe I lost my mind
But I do not really feel inclined to find it feeling fine
I decide if you're in the way or if you're by my side
Either way I'd rather if you never look in my eyes
Roll the dice, will I take you in or will I take your spine
9 times out of 10 it will be the latter of the line



Credits
Writer(s): Hoani Baxter
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