Murder Season
Acrello
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First of all I think it's murder season, y'all better value yo life Before I rock you in yo brain and then I leave you leakin Really fiending, and y'all claiming y'all want the smoke I chop your throat til you a goner you probably wishing that you was dreaming I beat your brain matter and then I rip it to a thousand pieces Coming home to tell my mom these people just committed treason And if you know my style I don't diss unless I have a reason Threw shots at my name and now u gonna take this mental beatin Now Nina, I wanna start with you first, you the worst, Saline girl I turn her body to dirt Does it hurt? When people diss you Disregarding your feels? That Acrello's not a phony he's just keeping it real? You're an animal, the kind that likes to prowl on the dead You didn't even think twice about the stuff that you said That just proves that you a monster girl is off in the head I should've knew by how you acted that you're really a sped You said I would never make it, taking shots at my race Said I was being cocky and talkin about my face When the problem was you was mad cause I ain't care bout who you date So you flipped out it was then when I realized that you were fake You a phony, I slice ya neck like baloney You really wanted to own me And taking shots at my homies I leave you battered and lonely SHOW SOME RESPECT! Before you wanted to diss me Don't act like u didn't text me and say that you really missed me "I swear that your personality's something that really fits me I hope that you know I miss you I hope that you really missed me" To all of a sudden snapping cause I'm not giving attention To all the flirting you was doing that's way too many to mention Im tired of your City! All of you act the same And when you're getting confronted You're finding someone to blame And now we got this Bigot who's speaking ill on my name And tell your brother he can get it come close and he feelin pain And now I wanna speak about these A2 rappers But they sleepin onna king so now they A2 nappers Or they lying in they songs so now they're A2 Cappers And if your name is cam cash then you're an A2 trapper Not much beef there, acrello's ready to pop At all these really dumb niggas who won't put him at top Cause their ego too big to give a nigga his props So I gotta prove a point so y'all can give me a spot nah skip that, imma king, and I'm demanding my crown Pushing swords through niggas necks I smash yo head on the ground And if you got a problem I'm just telling you now IM UNDEFEATED! I'm bound to snatch the lips off your mouth Ain't nobody in this city ever messin wit me So don't ever fix your mouth to say y'all stepping on me I'm the greatest here, y'all either reppin wit me Or it's gon be a long ride if y'all ain't checking for me
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