Tekst piosenki
[Intro]
Nicolai in the house
Killing every fucking thing in sight
Killing every fucking thing in sight
[Verse 1: nicolai]
I be on the mic now
Nicolai be on the fucking mic
Killing everything in sight
Drink till I fist fight
Cold blooded killer on these beats
Used to chill in the streets
Now I kill 8 bars 16 bars
Top of the charts
Going hard
Got so much love inside
And man did I cry
Discovered a passion
For blasting on these instrumentals
Shits on my mental
Going insane
Fuck the fame
Living a life full of pain
Ain’t rocking no chains
But I’mma go hard
Killing every obstacle on my way to the top
Defeat is something I don’t like the taste of
[Hook]
Cos I’mma Kill Everything
Killing every instrumental
On my way to the top
And homie I’ll never drop
Homie I’ll never stop
Cos I’mma Kill Everything
Killing every instrumental
On my way to the top
And homie I’ll never drop
Homie I’ll never stop
Cos I’mma Kill Everything
[Verse 2: nicolai]
Pain is part of the life game
Swear I could’ve killed my stepdad
Ain’t it sad when you beat up women
Beat em down
While you sit and fucking frown
Every day alcoholic
In my house hold lost my mind
Turned to the crime
Killing beats
And boy do I shine
Staying on my fucking grind
1 love to the homies
Death to all the phonies
Wanna kill every beat in front of me
Wanna be the greatest mc I can be
Wanna live free
Smoke my weed
And let me rest in peace
Don’t lemme die in these streets
Lemme shake your world
Let the smoke from my blunt swirl
Fuck every girl in sight
Kill every beat
Can you feel the heat
Cold hearted
Living so retarded
On the come up
And bitch I’mma blow up
In your face
Living at a fast pace
Switching flows as I please
So get on your knees
And let me proceed
Killing these beats
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Rob]
Battle scarred, Like a medieval soldier
Taste for flesh like a blood drunk warrior
Cross the line it will happen like I told ya
Flesh spilled everywhere the gat go Booyah
Engage this beat like a small time criminal
Beat it down to the finite decimal
Make it sing like a goddamn spiritual
Clap your hands now sing, Hallelujah
Get off your fences
Drop your defenses
Take your chances
Come to your senses
Fuck with me that shit is nonsense
3, 2, 1 you’re blown from existence
To harm me you better come with an army
To harm me
Motherfuckers try to take mine
To wreck mine
At the same time to break mine
When you come, You better come with a motherfucking Tec-9
[Hook]
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