Lil' Wayne] I'm a killa Hey I'm a killa Huh I'm a killa Yeah I'm a kill Yeah I'ma killa I'm a killa I'm a kill 'em Yeah already Yeah betta call
I want they would grant me three wishes One was a pound of the blue moon hydro Twistin' it up, watch my divine mind blow Two was a pair, of gravity
Yo this the outlaw jossy scott from saliva, get down with my boy Lil Wyte Memphis style homocidal, Verse 1 Man im bout to kill me a motherfucker,
to the bad guys This Busta Rhymes, Mega shit is madd fly And I keep my heater on standby The nine millimeter shine, kill or be killed You fuck me, you
Soldiers emptyin' the clips at little kids and they moms I'm just like a desperate motherfucker strapped to a bomb Humanity is gone, smoked up in a gravity
of skrilla cheese out here I can make I'ma break every fuckin' bitch, fatalities that I can bring I'ma millie my pillie but killie, killin' everything
damn long as a black man kills another black man It makes his job more eaiser As the tick goes with the tock he's just gettin' sleezier and sleezier Here
's sacrificial lamb defying gravity Drink the chemicals we spill 'til something pulls me closer to the ground While hell is freezing over, over Our eye is on the kill
, while they stood there talking 'till they got fallen arches They yelled, "My feet are killing me, ouch" I said, "Sigmund, don't you realize, you've got a gold mine here
, something's gone dead inside my head There's nothing but fear Oh Jane, the rivers of grief, the tears of relief Seem ages from here Sometimes the beauty
in their mouth Now their not killas they not mad at me Now they just screaming, "Don't kill me, I have a family" It's big psych I push it down like gravity
why I the fuck love mics so much My micro, macro robotic rap flow The Magna Carta of the entire rap world Mayflower 2002 Phase 1 Adapt to the press of gravity
kills make me the last man that stands It's that brooklyn zu, damn, they want you to raise your fuckin hands I'm equipped with some shit that's dark, kill
they stood there talking 'till they got fallen arches, They yelled, "My feet are killing me. Ouch!" I said, "Sigmund, don't you realize you've got a gold mine here
, corners, gravity forces us Back to where we started from Love and weapons kill much the same way With shaking hands, we start again We start again with Circles, corners, gravity
faculty, hold it down like gravity, rapidly Threadin like weapons to adolescents, ghetto residence quick to past tense your present, state of the slum Kill
the fire down Bridle all this indiscretion Long enough to edify And permanently fill this hollow Screaming feed me here Fill me up again Temporarily pacifying Feed me here