| 作曲 : Yates | |
| (1st Verse) | |
| I was kicking it | |
| With this chick for a minute | |
| She picked me to hit it | |
| Real stiffly I sitted | |
| He spit | |
| Then we quit it | |
| Then I told her | |
| To miss me | |
| And splitted | |
| Quickly I lit it up | |
| No problem to get it up | |
| Then she called and said | |
| She needed me to help her | |
| Get rid of what | |
| A baby | |
| She said she wanted me to kill it | |
| No evidence | |
| Blood | |
| Don't spill it | |
| I'm saying at first | |
| I didn't feel it | |
| But then I started to ponder | |
| On what was coming up | |
| Yonder | |
| A baby by a fling | |
| Made days seem | |
| Really somber | |
| So we both were in agreement | |
| The baby I seen it | |
| Thinking of killing it | |
| Made me almost fall | |
| To the cement | |
| This ain't a job | |
| I can do myself | |
| I ain't got the brain for this | |
| So I called a homie in Kansas | |
| Who was trained for this | |
| He said | |
| The way I rap | |
| And make skrill for a living | |
| He said he kills for a living | |
| For the grip span | |
| He's a hit man | |
| So I paid him a fee | |
| He told me | |
| What date it would be | |
| Me and her was down | |
| But I really don't think | |
| The baby was G | |
| So we three road to Kansas | |
| Baby probably thinking we scandalous | |
| Can't even walk | |
| And we band his | |
| Life | |
| Man is trife | |
| Walked in | |
| And he told us to relax | |
| I sat | |
| And he took | |
| Her and baby to the back | |
| Before I came | |
| I smoked some **** | |
| To calm me | |
| They came back | |
| And she was baby less | |
| And she was looking like a zombie | |
| Baby gone (Baby gone) | |
| Were we wrong (Hella wrong) | |
| Gotta move on (Gotta move on) | |
| Let it alone (yeah) | |
| I dropped her off | |
| But she didn't hate me | |
| For killing the baby | |
| She said she still | |
| Wanted to date me | |
| Crazy | |
| I'm riding and I'm thinking | |
| Why | |
| I took a life | |
| But I ain't tweeking | |
| I know God | |
| Probably thinking | |
| I should die | |
| (hook) | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| This is what you call a what | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| I don't really give a **** | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Know that ain't nobody iller | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Mass murderer | |
| Natural born killer | |
| That is me | |
| (2nd Verse) | |
| A couple of years later | |
| I'm creeping with this chicklet | |
| Little thick chick | |
| Hit it raw | |
| And gave her triplets | |
| I need to learn to hold my liquid | |
| So I called my man | |
| In Kansas City, Kan | |
| I told him I | |
| Needed him to do it again | |
| After he put 'em away | |
| I asked him | |
| Homie how could you | |
| Be so raw | |
| He said to me | |
| How could you be so raw | |
| We scatted | |
| One year later | |
| I splatted | |
| In the same chick | |
| She wanted to have it | |
| But I made her do | |
| The same shit | |
| So I murdered five kids of mine | |
| I'm 'bout to sit in hell a lifetime | |
| Bid for mine | |
| Cause of abortion | |
| No more | |
| Abortion | |
| Now it's blown out of proportion | |
| Insane | |
| Never again | |
| (hook) |
| zuo qu : Yates | |
| 1st Verse | |
| I was kicking it | |
| With this chick for a minute | |
| She picked me to hit it | |
| Real stiffly I sitted | |
| He spit | |
| Then we quit it | |
| Then I told her | |
| To miss me | |
| And splitted | |
| Quickly I lit it up | |
| No problem to get it up | |
| Then she called and said | |
| She needed me to help her | |
| Get rid of what | |
| A baby | |
| She said she wanted me to kill it | |
| No evidence | |
| Blood | |
| Don' t spill it | |
| I' m saying at first | |
| I didn' t feel it | |
| But then I started to ponder | |
| On what was coming up | |
| Yonder | |
| A baby by a fling | |
| Made days seem | |
| Really somber | |
| So we both were in agreement | |
| The baby I seen it | |
| Thinking of killing it | |
| Made me almost fall | |
| To the cement | |
| This ain' t a job | |
| I can do myself | |
| I ain' t got the brain for this | |
| So I called a homie in Kansas | |
| Who was trained for this | |
| He said | |
| The way I rap | |
| And make skrill for a living | |
| He said he kills for a living | |
| For the grip span | |
| He' s a hit man | |
| So I paid him a fee | |
| He told me | |
| What date it would be | |
| Me and her was down | |
| But I really don' t think | |
| The baby was G | |
| So we three road to Kansas | |
| Baby probably thinking we scandalous | |
| Can' t even walk | |
| And we band his | |
| Life | |
| Man is trife | |
| Walked in | |
| And he told us to relax | |
| I sat | |
| And he took | |
| Her and baby to the back | |
| Before I came | |
| I smoked some | |
| To calm me | |
| They came back | |
| And she was baby less | |
| And she was looking like a zombie | |
| Baby gone Baby gone | |
| Were we wrong Hella wrong | |
| Gotta move on Gotta move on | |
| Let it alone yeah | |
| I dropped her off | |
| But she didn' t hate me | |
| For killing the baby | |
| She said she still | |
| Wanted to date me | |
| Crazy | |
| I' m riding and I' m thinking | |
| Why | |
| I took a life | |
| But I ain' t tweeking | |
| I know God | |
| Probably thinking | |
| I should die | |
| hook | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| This is what you call a what | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| I don' t really give a | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Know that ain' t nobody iller | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Mass murderer | |
| Natural born killer | |
| That is me | |
| 2nd Verse | |
| A couple of years later | |
| I' m creeping with this chicklet | |
| Little thick chick | |
| Hit it raw | |
| And gave her triplets | |
| I need to learn to hold my liquid | |
| So I called my man | |
| In Kansas City, Kan | |
| I told him I | |
| Needed him to do it again | |
| After he put ' em away | |
| I asked him | |
| Homie how could you | |
| Be so raw | |
| He said to me | |
| How could you be so raw | |
| We scatted | |
| One year later | |
| I splatted | |
| In the same chick | |
| She wanted to have it | |
| But I made her do | |
| The same shit | |
| So I murdered five kids of mine | |
| I' m ' bout to sit in hell a lifetime | |
| Bid for mine | |
| Cause of abortion | |
| No more | |
| Abortion | |
| Now it' s blown out of proportion | |
| Insane | |
| Never again | |
| hook |
| zuò qǔ : Yates | |
| 1st Verse | |
| I was kicking it | |
| With this chick for a minute | |
| She picked me to hit it | |
| Real stiffly I sitted | |
| He spit | |
| Then we quit it | |
| Then I told her | |
| To miss me | |
| And splitted | |
| Quickly I lit it up | |
| No problem to get it up | |
| Then she called and said | |
| She needed me to help her | |
| Get rid of what | |
| A baby | |
| She said she wanted me to kill it | |
| No evidence | |
| Blood | |
| Don' t spill it | |
| I' m saying at first | |
| I didn' t feel it | |
| But then I started to ponder | |
| On what was coming up | |
| Yonder | |
| A baby by a fling | |
| Made days seem | |
| Really somber | |
| So we both were in agreement | |
| The baby I seen it | |
| Thinking of killing it | |
| Made me almost fall | |
| To the cement | |
| This ain' t a job | |
| I can do myself | |
| I ain' t got the brain for this | |
| So I called a homie in Kansas | |
| Who was trained for this | |
| He said | |
| The way I rap | |
| And make skrill for a living | |
| He said he kills for a living | |
| For the grip span | |
| He' s a hit man | |
| So I paid him a fee | |
| He told me | |
| What date it would be | |
| Me and her was down | |
| But I really don' t think | |
| The baby was G | |
| So we three road to Kansas | |
| Baby probably thinking we scandalous | |
| Can' t even walk | |
| And we band his | |
| Life | |
| Man is trife | |
| Walked in | |
| And he told us to relax | |
| I sat | |
| And he took | |
| Her and baby to the back | |
| Before I came | |
| I smoked some | |
| To calm me | |
| They came back | |
| And she was baby less | |
| And she was looking like a zombie | |
| Baby gone Baby gone | |
| Were we wrong Hella wrong | |
| Gotta move on Gotta move on | |
| Let it alone yeah | |
| I dropped her off | |
| But she didn' t hate me | |
| For killing the baby | |
| She said she still | |
| Wanted to date me | |
| Crazy | |
| I' m riding and I' m thinking | |
| Why | |
| I took a life | |
| But I ain' t tweeking | |
| I know God | |
| Probably thinking | |
| I should die | |
| hook | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| This is what you call a what | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| I don' t really give a | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Know that ain' t nobody iller | |
| Real killer | |
| That is me | |
| Mass murderer | |
| Natural born killer | |
| That is me | |
| 2nd Verse | |
| A couple of years later | |
| I' m creeping with this chicklet | |
| Little thick chick | |
| Hit it raw | |
| And gave her triplets | |
| I need to learn to hold my liquid | |
| So I called my man | |
| In Kansas City, Kan | |
| I told him I | |
| Needed him to do it again | |
| After he put ' em away | |
| I asked him | |
| Homie how could you | |
| Be so raw | |
| He said to me | |
| How could you be so raw | |
| We scatted | |
| One year later | |
| I splatted | |
| In the same chick | |
| She wanted to have it | |
| But I made her do | |
| The same shit | |
| So I murdered five kids of mine | |
| I' m ' bout to sit in hell a lifetime | |
| Bid for mine | |
| Cause of abortion | |
| No more | |
| Abortion | |
| Now it' s blown out of proportion | |
| Insane | |
| Never again | |
| hook |
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