Killer
Kriss Lockeman
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My next job's you Just to bring in more meals So I'll come for you Don't let your soul spill They trusted you But you broke the whole deal If I don't break you Then I hope ya bones will All this talkin is real Like Jerusalem, Israel You hopin' for deep feels But I got an ill will Be chill Eat pills Sleep still This is real Ain't got a lotta options for you No big deal Ain't no monster But you still bother So I have no choice But to come and hunt ya Ain't no dealer Ain't a fashion killer But I have to kill ya So I'll be the thriller The thriller The thriller Ain't no dealer But I'll be the killer The killer The killer Ain't my business So I'll be the killer I'm the dude, the villain You a guy, a victim I'm a Don, I give feels When ya gone, none notice So know this I don't want to go diss A lil' cry baby bitch But I don't give a shit About your stupid feelings I'll take time rhymin' this So reverse, reminisce 'Cause you'll die as I spit Yea bitch, you ill Get your head right And I probably will kill you with no headlight If there's a will then I might It's like you're sit'n still There's no rush, mate But I still will kill Like I'm Kim Jong Il 'Cause you got no skill And I got no chill And you got no bill But you got a beak I'ma give you a pill And kill you in ya sleep I'm maleficent But instead of a sleepin' apple, I'ma poison it 'Cause you're a rotten apple so I'ma have to cut you like a weed But I smoke that shit So that means you'll get a 3rd degree I don't have one but you can never be as high as me Call me Osama 'Cause I'ma put you in a bin after I put a lead in I'ma show you a whole new world Where I keep all the dead in Bitch, I persist like ISIS So that means I wreck You're on Santa's nice list You could say this, "I ran" I'ma shower for an hour in the blood of ya sisters and brothers alike 'Cause I got the might More than all of you combined You won't see the light I ain't sayin' sike Up your ass, I'ma put a pike Baik? I'm the master assassin, murderin' everythin' That I get paid to do the killin' with my own two hands Yes I'm goin' ham Rip your whole crew, damn I spit rapidly like a noob, I spam Platypus, platypus I'ma put this shit in the syllabus Float'n on the top like a semiaquatic creature You quack like a duck but never broke a law Shoot'n ma shots like an automatic gun Wield'n, root'n-toot'n Tutti-frutti Truly, purely Like Afghanistan Shady like I'm Batman Broke my damn hand But I still stand 'Cause in the end I shit on y'all, man Ain't no monster But you still bother So I have no choice But to come and hunt ya Ain't no dealer Ain't a fashion killer But I have to kill ya So I'll be the thriller The thriller The thriller Ain't no dealer But I'll be the killer The killer The killer Ain't my business So I'll be the killer I am stealthy I am sick but healthy I'm rich but low-key I am mentally wealthy I'm a fighter and a slayer Kill you with ease because of the bitch you is I'm a lover, not a LIFER But still expectin' retirement Not a liar, an adapter I don't expect you to know the difference I won't imitate you, irritating lil' gay ass bitch Go find 'nother guy's dick to suck I'ma play with ya dead body like a game, I won't even sway Even when your blood run out I'ma wipe my dirty ass with your fuckin' face You fuckin' disgrace Yes, bitch, I am nuts Don't challenge me no, I'm a psycho Got an ego bigger than your non-existent nuts I hope you wearin' leather 'Cause everytime I rap, I spit fire Like a Spitfire, I don't misfire I'ma make this shit go dire Spinnin' the wheels like I'm driftin', but I still don't tire Wait, slow down I'ma beat you pound for pound I'ma get out of the line When you hear my next rhyme Yes I'm a super mad f*ck Doin' a Superman jump But instead of flyin', I'm smokin' To get high in the damn clouds I make you tired and broken 'Cause you a super lame junk I ain't lyin', I'm outspoken Put ya views in the damn trunk That means I got your eyes gouged Like a bat, you're damn blind Like a Zeppelin, I'm scopin' Light you through the damn snout That means I'm focused You ain't got it, you hopeless I f*ck your brothers and sisters And make your daughter my mistress I'll be the pain in her anus Put her to shame on the mattress Make her insane when I ghost her That means I left when I bust her Now she cryin' for her father Because she got her own daughter She can't go back to her mother Because I am her new father That means I fucked her own mother And since she got her own daughter Now they both callin' me father So you can call me "motherfucker", fuckin' bitch Why don't you go ahead and take a sit Before I do somethin' real bad and get your throat slit
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