groupe "Oh my god, Run Kim!"; See me walk and fall again. I'm the killer with a knife, I will cut it into your life Tis the season to be killing and your
Oh my god, run Kim!"; see me walk and fall again. I'm the killer with a knife, I will cut it into your life This is the season to be killing and your
somebody get they ass kicked with standard military tactics Fuck brass knuckles, I'll punch you with brass fists Totally flowin with my emotions in my
breakfast, sun a hundred sons in under a second Whoever disrespect neck get disconnected Off the record macho steel cage tiger stripe Metal Fang strike a virgin's Macho
' a MC, I bust a grill, and the reaction I check, inspect, make sure the head's wrecked; [crunch] snap a neck for some live effects. A machine, my functioning
plus you drink too much beer too Your queer crew aren't shit neither A bit eager to get a kid beater With the blunt side of a machete It's my cunt side
[Jus Allah] Jus Allah is black god, runaway slave with back scars Devil won't let me in the cave, I'm blackballed Niggaz ain't fuckin' with the sciences
another place with No traces left behind, where the body was laid out For the coroners to figure out That it was one swing from the guillotine That decapitated his head
the chopper. Cause you niggas gay Yeah, you gay. You fuckin faggot And I'm adverse with 30 rhymes I let them have it Battlefield with fast cash, you never grab it I post up with
there's none left I run with plenty gangs that's holdin thangs and rearrange your frame in one breath So to keep on breathin I suggest you take this beatin 'Tis the season
phone did ring, I should just forget I figure, I just let the machine get Mike's on the line at 555-3825, Eon's on a ride Days go buy, coolin with the
ain't playin [50 Cent] Keep thinkin I'm candy till ya fuckin skull get popped And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-da-box In the hood summer time is the killing season