KILLERS (feat. Riddy K)
Man I'm bout to load this shit up and plaster the page
Bout to kill everyone of you bastards with rage
Hate in blood in my only grow faster with age
Everybody about to die till they pass me the haze and I
Think about the ghastly ways
And I think about the past and it plays
In my head all the time
I ain't asked to placed in this place
In a world full of fashion and face
Facts are the fakes taxes they take
Money be the reason you intact with your fate
Rappers they taking the money
And they stacking in the cake
Then they put it right back in the bank
That you took it out from
Kinda make us look dumb
We should open up one
Maybe that's the mistake
Everybody want shine
So we really got to grind
Even if our time is fashionably late
Rapping to the alter and the coffin
I could never falter I ain't never stopping
I'm a fucking vulture I ain't never starving
I'm a kill rapper then I eat the carcass
Tell your favorite rapper homie he target
I don't even see or even have to spot it
Cause they come for me
I'm the one to see
Shit is fun to me
At least to some degree
Come on come on work come on
Yeah
You mother fuckers gone get it now
All you mother fuckers gone die
I ain't playing no more
Ahh
Can't nobody tell him he a villain raising hell upon ya feelings
I'm a kill em' with the rap shit
Ain't nobody realer you could tell I'm iller you just filler till I
I'm a kill em' with the rap shit
People talk about him
Cause I'm from the bottom they don't know I'm bout it
I'm a kill em' with the rap shit
Told you that I got it everybody caught it everything get slaughter
I'm a kill em' with the rap shit
Rapping like I'm really snapping something
Kill the beat like an assassin then I cash in on the hit
Itch for the kill
Then I split get skrill
When I seal the deal
I got a voice inside saying kill at will
When I wield the weapon
It's one strike precise, no match on this killing field
One mic and my word kill em' off with a verse
Cause that's occurs get a cross for the curse
Running circles round stars in the game full of frauds
Turned soft it's a cause for concern
Fuel to fire let it burn
Put the ash in an urn
Got a passion for verbs
Bout the action and actual work
Pass me the purp or the kush in a blunt
Take a break this pace I've been at it for months
Actually years on the grind
I done watched my peers fall off we just persevere
They call off while I take these shifts
Overtime with the rhyme and I hardly miss
No cosign needed I'm a star eclipse
Looking back on life and I hardly fit
Into the plastic mold just like a Barbie bitch
I'm hard to miss and even harder to follow
So take that pride like a hoe and swallow
This down before I leave you with no tomorrow right now
Mother fucker Gutter raised
Stay killing shit
On the mother fucking mic
On the mother fucking stage
Everything I do
Is murder
Can't nobody tell him he a villain raising hell upon ya feelings
I'm a kill em' with the rap shit
Ain't nobody realer you could tell I'm iller you just filler till I
I'm a kill em' with the rap shit
People talk about him
Cause I'm from the bottom they don't know I'm bout it
I'm a kill em' with the rap shit
Told you that I got it everybody caught it everything get slaughter
I'm a kill em' with the rap shit
Bout to kill everyone of you bastards with rage
Hate in blood in my only grow faster with age
Everybody about to die till they pass me the haze and I
Think about the ghastly ways
And I think about the past and it plays
In my head all the time
I ain't asked to placed in this place
In a world full of fashion and face
Facts are the fakes taxes they take
Money be the reason you intact with your fate
Rappers they taking the money
And they stacking in the cake
Then they put it right back in the bank
That you took it out from
Kinda make us look dumb
We should open up one
Maybe that's the mistake
Everybody want shine
So we really got to grind
Even if our time is fashionably late
Rapping to the alter and the coffin
I could never falter I ain't never stopping
I'm a fucking vulture I ain't never starving
I'm a kill rapper then I eat the carcass
Tell your favorite rapper homie he target
I don't even see or even have to spot it
Cause they come for me
I'm the one to see
Shit is fun to me
At least to some degree
Come on come on work come on
Yeah
You mother fuckers gone get it now
All you mother fuckers gone die
I ain't playing no more
Ahh
Can't nobody tell him he a villain raising hell upon ya feelings
I'm a kill em' with the rap shit
Ain't nobody realer you could tell I'm iller you just filler till I
I'm a kill em' with the rap shit
People talk about him
Cause I'm from the bottom they don't know I'm bout it
I'm a kill em' with the rap shit
Told you that I got it everybody caught it everything get slaughter
I'm a kill em' with the rap shit
Rapping like I'm really snapping something
Kill the beat like an assassin then I cash in on the hit
Itch for the kill
Then I split get skrill
When I seal the deal
I got a voice inside saying kill at will
When I wield the weapon
It's one strike precise, no match on this killing field
One mic and my word kill em' off with a verse
Cause that's occurs get a cross for the curse
Running circles round stars in the game full of frauds
Turned soft it's a cause for concern
Fuel to fire let it burn
Put the ash in an urn
Got a passion for verbs
Bout the action and actual work
Pass me the purp or the kush in a blunt
Take a break this pace I've been at it for months
Actually years on the grind
I done watched my peers fall off we just persevere
They call off while I take these shifts
Overtime with the rhyme and I hardly miss
No cosign needed I'm a star eclipse
Looking back on life and I hardly fit
Into the plastic mold just like a Barbie bitch
I'm hard to miss and even harder to follow
So take that pride like a hoe and swallow
This down before I leave you with no tomorrow right now
Mother fucker Gutter raised
Stay killing shit
On the mother fucking mic
On the mother fucking stage
Everything I do
Is murder
Can't nobody tell him he a villain raising hell upon ya feelings
I'm a kill em' with the rap shit
Ain't nobody realer you could tell I'm iller you just filler till I
I'm a kill em' with the rap shit
People talk about him
Cause I'm from the bottom they don't know I'm bout it
I'm a kill em' with the rap shit
Told you that I got it everybody caught it everything get slaughter
I'm a kill em' with the rap shit
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Writer(s): Christopher Glidden
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