's no time to think Your conscience betrayed you when some tyrant waylaid you Where the lion lies down with the lamb I'd have paid off the traitor and killed
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
detective, oh dear the meddling nurse couldn't just leave it, she's only gone and made it much worse calling police and she'll never know the gravity
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
We roll a hundred niggas deep and not one of y'all got a gun I bust one shot, you see a hundred niggas run So sit on black gortex, before test, we all
can make I'ma break every fuckin' bitch, fatalities that I can bring I'ma millie my pillie but killie, killin' everything that I wanna kill You weak ass
can make I'ma break every fuckin' bitch, fatalities that I can bring I'ma millie my pillie but killie, killin' everything that I wanna kill You weak
lack Grew up in the projects with the welfare and the food stamps Modern day concentration camps Where we lost all our unity Because the negativity pulls us down like gravity
You're playin' with fire You're playin' with fire You could be one in a million Could be walking down the street, just like any civilian You could be
'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
price I'm so smart that I'm gonna win a Guggenheim for good advice One more time Benjamin Franklin was a charming old man He was always flying his kite One
They are holding out one righteous hand While the other leads the marching band In the shadow hymn of the scratch man Heed the message, kill the messenger
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
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
, poison A lethal meeting, face down, helpless in 48 hrs Sickness Revolting, distorting, and changing for worsend, no one will Recognize exactly whats
. I'm so smart that I'm Gonna win a Guggenheim, For good advice. (One more time) Benjamin Franklin was a charming old man, He was always flying his kite. One