Lyrics:
(East Campus)
It's my 1st with the College but I'm far from a freshman
(Mr. Trackgoneat)
Been killin mics for years all around
(And me)
It's my 1st year
straight killin shit, no there’s no stopping me, I am John Wicking it
Yeah, I am straight killin shit, no there’s no stopping me, I am John Wicking it
Yeah,
' (Shit)
Pickle juice drinkin' (Shit)
Gangsta killin' (Shit)
Pickle juice drinkin' (Shit)
Not bustin' on some MILFs 'cause
They myths to me
Only nut
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
let's have an Apple Martini
And get to know each other
Ooh ma, tell me
How did you get that in those jeans?
The way you poppin' it, it's killin' me
let's have an Apple Martini
And get to know each other
Ooh ma, tell me
How did you get that in those jeans?
The way you poppin' it, it's killin' me
I'm still her baby
Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady
Shit I'm doin' now got nothin' to do with how you raised me
Shit killin? me
the store
Freezin', it's twenty below
Blowin' this weed by the O
We just 'bout to leave and then, yo
I think I just seen me that fiend that Gene and my
a Benz, huh, killin' ya, killin' ya
Bitch, I'm lit, can't tell me "Stop"
All these haters try to knock
Got that Yola and Reebok
Kicked through the door,
that by me she ain't gettin' no bonus
Otherwise she just wouldn't learn
How the world is working and what smote us
There are things, they're more
lookin' at this ultrasound
The guilt is killin' me, I should have known that killin' you was killin' me, I'm a monster now
Wish I could have seen your face,
lookin' at this ultrasound
The guilt is killin' me, I should have known that killin' you was killin' me, I'm a monster now
Wish I could have seen your face,
Heaven help me
If love ain't dead I'ma kill it 'cause it's killin' me
Cold world, they'll be livin' in a fantasy
Got me, it's the only thing I'll
Uh huh
Killin' y'all from A to Z
Told y'all stop playing with me
What y'all doing?
You down bad, So they booing
Yo' whole career, It's ruined
I'm up
Turn me, turn me up don't don't turn me down
Don't turn me down, yeah
Turn me, turn me, turn me turn
Me turn me, turn me, turn me up
Don't turn me
on the beat so it's a banger)
(You dead now, you dead now, yeah)
If you hate me, I hate you, nigga, fuck you (oh, yeah)
And your mama, hoe (I don't give
and killin war sawed off daz and kurupt
We never give a fuck
Why you front on me low
Because I fucked your hizoe
45 automatics to leave 'em in the street
fuck that
Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this
I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby
I'm feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka
, ya'll can't hold me
Naughty By Nature, do my dirt all by my lonely
You need back off bitch, you don't know me
Got to leave these hoes alone, they too
Twiztid, serial killin' juggalos
[Monoxide Child]
I was born an accident, off the ripper
Free spirit but a mind drifter
Vampire labeled me the blood sipper
tell just by the look in your eyes
You want me baby
You can get it if you want some
Better be ready cause you're in for a ride
Cause once I'm finish you
you be killing it (killin' it killin' it)
I know you be killin' it (killin' it killin' it)
Listen I know you still feelin' me
I can tell by the way
and night, live a life filled with luxury (luxury)
Don't matter when you're not with me, yeah, yeah
Todo lo que tengo es pa' ti, pa' ti (wuh)
Pase lo que
the realest shit I never wrote
Can't hold it, gotta let it go
Know that I mean every note
Yeah, yeah
Listen, baby
Let me start by sayin' that
The way
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