Låttexter:
Killer The Pills

Take me away. Find me dead in a couple of days. These words won't stay gold, but drawing breath grows so old. There is nothing new. There is nothing

request that I'm da man The next thing you know I was throwin rubberbands [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Shawty tellin me she aint neva suck no dick Neva took a pill

Just because you choked on it, it doesn't mean That you have to go I can't receive SMS And I just wanted you to know I smoked a lot of cigarettes But

care anymore Kills, thrills and Sunday pills I"m on a mission to kill Still 'cause nothin' thrills I can't help missin' you still Well, I always will Kills, thrills and Sunday pills

And you lied to the nation On your knees These a bid for the speaking Speak your mind Don?t let me stop you When you find Your bred for the killing

Someday we will find a way To forget what has become You're here, in spite of all your fears So just relax I've got the gun You're already really gone

I never gave a reason of why I didn't call Now I've grown so tired of lying to myself It cannot go unsaid I regret what they know Don't think it's all

Yea, yea, this shit sound like One, two O'clock in the mornin' with the full moon out Niggaz in they trucks creepin' With a fresh box of ecstasy pills

Hey, teacher, teacher, tell me how do you respond to students And refresh the page and restart the memory? Respark the soul and rebuild the energy? We stopped the ignorance, we killed