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Call me a murderer
Motherfucking killa
High off that bong
Kill cali thrilla
Though you can&#39;t kill a g
Let alone see a g
Killn&#39; motherfuckers in the first degree
Always down to jack cause i&#39;m down for mine
Tryin&#39; to make my bail
Cause i&#39;m hard on da grind
Fool it&#39;s that shit that&#39;s on hit
Makin&#39; suckas sick
Playa hatas wanna trip
Then i gotta get my glock
Watch these suckas flocke
Watch these suckas flocke
Stay off my jock
If i catch a fool who&#39;s out to get me
Off with the head
Like a chicken with no wings
Cook his ass up
Feed him to my kid
Cause i&#39;m sick
With the shit i spit bitch man
I can&#39;t fade silly bustas i hate
Take him to my dungeon
Decide their fate
Wait 24, the next night i go
Back to the place
Where the lost souls rome
Get up real close
Look at our eyes
See fear of another
Waiting to die
I still don&#39;t give a fuck about death
Killin&#39; fools just for fun
Until i breathe my last breath
Darkness lurks through my mind
It&#39;s hard to find a light
I&#39;m a killa so i can&#39;t be kind
Frite night every night
For a sucka punk motherfucker

Kill him slow
Like a rock to a clucker
Bustas recognize look me in the eye
And see death
Step into my game without a ref
I bless you with the dose to your tongue
Make you see visions of death
People hung
I come from the dungeons of doja
Put a stick of dinamite in your mouth
And explode ya
I should be dead
Talkin&#39; is crazy
But there hasn&#39;t been a sucka yet to fade me
Maybe i&#39;ll return
Resurrect myself
Come back and take away his health and his wealth
Causes found they drama
Give his ass trama
Let them playa hatas know that i&#39;m a
Crazy lunatic that&#39;s back from the grave
Take him to my dungeons
Make em all my slaves
I don&#39;t have no love
My mind is full of hate
When i know i&#39;m goin
Murder damn i can&#39;t wait
But i keep calm to do my job right
I know in my mind some suckers die tonight
I might let me live
Let him live in fear
But i never let it go pass the fucking year
People come to me, ask me if i&#39;m sick
Yes i&#39;m crazier than (??)
Bustas don&#39;t you trip
Bustas i know you hear me so eat dicks up
If i catch you slippin&#39; fools i&#39;m choppin&#39; your fuckin&#39; (??) up
Then i rat-tat-tat-tat on that ass
Will i have to blast, if i got you bare handed
Breakin&#39; aint thinkin&#39; it hard test
And if you get away, that doesn&#39;t mean shit
Cause i&#39;ll catch ya, stick my hand in your (?)
And laugh at cha
(??) with the shit man
I kinda hate myself, cause i&#39;m a crazy lunatic
Rippin&#39; up bodies (yeah)
Kill them like molly
Down to get naughty when i&#39;m drinkin&#39; a (?)
It&#39;s gonna be a murder at midnight
Plus i got mint, tow up, go on the act right

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