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Hook |
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So you know I' m bout to K. I. L. L. people say I' m crazy maybe so I need to go and take a P. I. L. L. |
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They should lock me up and throw away the key and put me in a C. E. L. L. |
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They say they don' t like the way I' m spitting fuck ' em they can go to H. E. L. L. |
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For R. E. A. L. LET' S GO |
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Verse 1 |
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Don' t play me man it' s kill or be killed |
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Fuck with me then blood is getting spilled on the field |
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I' m going crazy no refill on my pills |
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Ain' t no use in anybody trying to tell me to chill, or cool off, cause the screws off |
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In my head ain' t tight they loose ya' ll better try ta get a move on, get a uhaul, dog, a Ryder truck |
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Before I slice you up and put your body in the boondocks |
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I was doing it when Busta was saying Woo Ha! |
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When Boyz II Men was the shit and was singing DooWop |
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We was sticking two Phillies together calling ' em oohwops what you mad nobody knew who you was |
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Man, a brew buzz, wasn' t never enough we crushed anything we knew that we could toot up |
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Our nostril we pop pills and do bumps, falling out the sky like parachuters |
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Who wants drama wanna come and rumble with the champ, better not be on no weak shit, cause when it comes to rap I got it locked like it' s a prison camp |
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These little kids can scram or tell ' em bow down kiss the hand |
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When they get put in their place at first they wouldn' t embrace me now their faced with admitting that I got what it takes |
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And I' m a stay killing records tell ' em murders the case, until the day they consider me as one of the greats, I' m bout to |
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Hook |
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K. I. L. L. people say I' m crazy maybe so I need to go and take a P. I. L. L. |
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They should lock me up and throw away the key and put me in a C. E. L. L. |
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They say they don' t like the way I' m spitting fuck em they can go to H. E. L. L. |
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For R. E. A. L. LET' S GO |
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Verse 2 |
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Here I come tell ' em bombs away and when I say that I' m coming that means I' m probably cumming on your baby mamas face, the shit' s easy I put on some Drake we Drank yellow tail Chardonnay and that was all it takes, |
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I' m taking over so wake up and smell the coffee cakes, these other guys are fake they talk a lot but wouldn' t squash a grape |
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Don' t discombobulate them with me we are not the same, get out my lane, put on your breaks, and taste the marmalade |
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The fact I' m winning got you jelly, your hype is dying down now your record isn' t selling, |
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Your pride got you too competitive and scared of failing, you chilling in the club and they like Rittz is in the building and it' s killing you |
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Any who, I be in a kiddie pool with liquor and some hoes these other rapper' s are miniscule |
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Anybody that' s coming at me can get it too, take it too far and end up kissing my tennis shoe |
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Now let me see your titties boo, cause all I see is pics of your kids on the internet no body wanna see them, we can be friends, we can pretend that it' s cheese dip on your face when we know it' s really semen |
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Let your knees bend and show the homies the bulls eye, Move ya booty like you was trying to hula hoop |
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My God, now suck it like you was bout to use a hoover vacuum that dude is stupid in the booth I |
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Hook |
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K. I. L. L. people say I' m crazy maybe so I need to go and take a P. I. L. L. |
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They should lock me up and throw away the key and put me in a C. E. L. L. |
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They say they don' t like the way I' m spitting fuck em they can go to H. E. L. L. |
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For R. E. A. L. LET' S GO |
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Verse 3 |
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We drinking like Hank Williams and smoking like Willie Nelson, you betta try to hire Van Helsing |
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Or a monster killa homie cause no one can help them |
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Jealous of me cause I make the shit that nobody else can |
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I' m the long haired redheaded rapper that be showing out |
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On every single record other rappers bout to blow em out |
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The water it' s a slaughter why you talking shit you motor mouth |
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These motherfuckers adding up to no amount they know I' m bout to |
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Hook |
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K. I. L. L. people say I' m crazy maybe so I need to go and take a P. I. L. L. |
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They should lock me up and throw away the key and put me in a C. E. L. L. |
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They say they don' t like the way I' m spitting fuck em they can go to H. E. L. L. |
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For R. E. A. L. LET' S GO |