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[Intro]
Cut me up Devon,alright
Aye, sometimes I have an ambition
To kill a rapper,yeah
[Verse 1]
Rappin’ in my killa’ voice
Bout to go and get these boys
They ain’t messing wit me void-
Ing all the drama, naw-I-mean?
Im a a fiend for these beats
Then kill rappers with like 16 bars
Between these lines is a story
Past the money, hoes n weed
Letting out the inner me
So yall have something when I leave
Gone but not forgotten
Pac had a throne in mind wile plotting
His plans to be the best
So he left it to his seed
That’s me lets get it right
The spaceships you here at night
Is me in the booth getting plenty height
And the gunfire in the midst of light
From the sparks is my emission
Probably igniting’ my ignition
Getting hype a hustlers ambition
Mind of a cold hearted murderer
Just pass the mic and I will murder a
Rapper in a blink,damn,don’t blink twice
Killed two rappers with one pass of the mic
Tell me if you relating,like step cousins
You over coming them stepping stones?
I collected dozens
You the shit why I get the smell of onions?
Half of that shit irrelevant
Take a seat can’t stand the fronting
Your album equipped wit a chair in it
Don’t make eye contact
Get lost of you stare in it
Killing men spare women
Lil Jimmy a basturd now
Life’s unfair chilreen’
Father don’t mean success
Dry ya eyes keep living
Don’t respect that man
Humble heart,keep sinnin?
God bless me
Help me kill my demons
Life use to keep it regular
Now they put supreme in?
[Hook]
Kill em were he standin’,leave his corpse abandon
Lyrical homicide,when I ride anddd
I reach out to the fans
In a brief moment then I vanish
Yellow tapes still in the streets
Trying figure out who did it
I did it for the children and future I ain’t kiddin’
Naw-what-i-mean? Kill me before you kill my dreams
[Verse 2]
Killing rapper after rapper
I done created a tabernacle
I ain’t never shot a gun off
But I killed fake when the songs caught
Been known to blast off like NASA
Better change your ways before I trap you
Transvestite
Now that the jests right,lets get serious
Changed to a bitch for benjamins,from Benjamin
Damn,yall cold fuck around catch hypothermia
And then there’s so many sharks in the sea
Nigga get ate before the verse’ll end
They circlin, -360 degrees,try to think
Water carry away the blood
Flushing ink, octopuss
Yall probably don’t get that
But lets get back on path
Don’t zig-zag
Ii will hold ya fire like zig-zags
Can, a niggas six pack,in a wood box
Wit dirt all around ya like jig-jag
That’ll have em coffin
That’ll teach em all then
That taught em
Kill em were he standin,leave his corpse abandon
Lyrical homicide,when I ride anddd
I reach out to the fans
In a brief moment then I vanish
Yellow tapes still in the streets
And that’s how we gone leave it
Hearing heavy breathing
Fist his mama pleadin’
Now ya mama grievin’
[Hook]
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