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And if I was sober
Could I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?

I wish you could know better

show me love haters show me mugs
But I ain't gonna let it kill my buzz
Watch me turn it out i turn it out
Watch me turn it out i turn it out
Watch me

strapped wit' that iron
Kill everybody, even the OG's
That's what I'm applyin'

I really be rappin' my niggas be trappin'
Don't hit up the phone if you ain't

today?"

Murda, what make the neighbors
Wake the fuck up
Kill you, just another body, homicides
That ain’t shit to us
Kill a bitch in front the stoe'
No you

uh
I might try a nigga, yeah
I might mug a nigga, uh, uh
Boy, that extendo work will kill ya, uh, uh
I been 'round some real thug niggas, yeah
Uh

disdainment for entertainment
Lights, cameras, action
I could kill you with the love
But that was just a fraction
Tend to click out on my drugs
Music is my

Run down get headshot all rats must die
I came to kill I'm trying to
Look death in his eyes
These hoes be birds cut of
They wings they’ll never fly
Got

doing shows in a sprinter van
Since 16 mind had a tag
But these niggas they still ain't kill me
Back to back
Got them young niggas still spinning
Feds

you bout di gaza
Money mi say cause di thugs dem
Haffi prosper mi nah kill fi no politics weh
Di fuck ghetto man a fight fi
Da upper class fa
Ghetto

a parent
Me buy my gun dem cash
Me nuh trust nor pay rent
Hear when teacha talk or else yuh
Gonna get yuh fuckin' face dent
Mi kill yuh boss and
Kill yuh

Babylon a build great people
Dem ongle waan kill great people
(Me) Marcus Garvey (Malcom X) , Marley Bob
Marthin
Luther, Paul Bogle, George William

kill dem wid e vibes
Tek weh bwoy gyal, send her home back tonight
Real gyalis like Jege, wi nuh buss overnight
Hookers and Palmer, di gyal wah fi ride

the champagne shower, spray
Spraying on the clothes
I didn't mean to hurt 'em
I didn't mean to kill 'em
I didn't mean to make 10, 20, 100 million
And ever since I

through the peephole (yeah)
Hit a nigga with the Rico (yeah) , yeah
Uh, choppa by my side, homicide (yeah)
I'ma kill that nigga if he
Talkin' down, he gon'

gotta pay 'em
They'll kill you off love

(Chances makes champions)
I get them rubber bands, then I break 'em
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, Chances makes champions)
I

ain’t got no parters
Young nigga rich, ain’t got no problems
Swear I ain’t trustin' nobody around me
Swear I’ma kill 'em, I’m missin' a dolla
Look for

out to cancer, yeah, you
Couldn't kill my mama, my nigga
Why he go put the diaper on?
'Cause that lil' nigga shitted
The same nigga that took my bitch

seein' faces in the smoke I puff (seein' demons)
My demons ain't my demons, they my equals, see, we say, "What's up?"
How you wanna kill me, but you out

Motherfucking Coke Boy TV
My Nigga Meek Mill and Snupe real Life Shit

Off the Top Flawless haaan
Act like you wanted some
Kill that Shit Snupe haaan

inna yuh head space
Church bell a ring
Yuh dead straight
Yuh duppy escape dung a meadow rest gate
Yuh see di kill and a offer mi chest drape
Why yuh fuck

Yup
Cheerleaders I will kill your mascot
Yup
You be dick-riding the man like a black cop
Yup
Get your casket closed like a laptop
And you ain't

I got money stuffed all in my pockets (yeah)
All of my niggas tote stick and they wit it
(Braap) say they want smoke and you
Know that we kill it

most
But I accept that I'm a ghost
One foot steady you, one foot slides
Now you burn paradise

What doesn't kill you makes you strong
Who doesn't

only holding me down oh, woah

Tonight I'm having fun
I'm sleeping with the sun
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah i'm a wild thing, baby
If looks could kill a man
Your