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fucking bread
I said you did what you said So them people better believe what they read
You don't think they come through and do that Man, my killers come

just is boring
Glory for some violence ain't the M.O. of my demo
Only tell my experiences on the instrumental
Them boys greasy as oil sheen, they relieve

kit
Serial killer starter kit
Serial killer starter kit

All a sudden feeling gory, the dark inside the mind
And I'm sittin' in the corner starin'

landed in that New York City Cover Band, without out a plan
Where everyone is measured by they rubber bands
I'm bummy as can be, oh me oh my, they tell me

creative motherfucker that I know, it's no debate
I'm the most effective instrumental killer, no delay
If I said it, I'ma do it, set my goals and find my way

can't hear me by my sound
I'm a fucking killer now
I am running super loud
Even when i put you down
You can't hear me by my sound
You will be dead
Before

I want to pull strings like Jimi Hendrix
Blow minds like Kurt Cobain
Open doors like Jim Morrison
I want the whole world to know my name by twenty

mind, know where that go
So I'm steady keeping time as i rap slow
While everybody seems to talk out their asshole
I just walk by with my hat low
People

getting by me. Call it Fort Knox
Courtside to all my thoughts. Just wrote what's the cost
Songs are getting shorter cause attention span is lost
Just

killer 
I'm a stone cold killer 
I dispise, your lies
I see it your in your eyes 
The dollar signs 
Just read between the lines
It's not your time 
I'm

surroundings and Check from behind
Cause the shit I be saying is no where defined
It'll catch up on you and break Your own mind
Read where you At and read all

the words before they came into my head
Regretfully, I let you go without a thought or without a goodbye
Every night while you lay patiently, sitting by

life
It all begins with you
So come into my arms
Lay down by my side
The moon is always there
To keep our love alight
You know me like a book
You've read

your devil fiend
You be my killer queen
Power vested to me
Let you into my mind
Just go and tear up my life and
Eat me up the whole night
Kill me by

the instrumentals for trumpets and the saxists
Peace to the masses
Hella intelligent
But bored in my classes
Don't need to mask it
You wanna know a question's answer

classify
A mastermind simply dubious every line im spewin'
It's like my mind eats an apple a day
And my soul is stackin' plates, of a blackened filet
I'm

them high I fly
It's no lie on the prize my eyes Instrumental motivating as I ride i rise
Yeah
In love it's hard tell them bye bye bye
The microphone is

In my zone
When the instrumental be like 19 hunnids
That shit get me running
Na na na na na na na
Yeah I think i got it, yeah
Dammit Louis is lit

get to pick
You mess with my brothers
It go down, 'cause we with the shits
Never let a bitch control our minds
It won't get us rich
No I ain't no killer

She left me broken
I feel unspoken
All I want is love from you my mind is open

Don't feel wanted by no one she left me broken
Talk to nobody no more

that pistol by my side
That bitch bring me peace of mind
Know how to read between the lines
And I don't know why you even try
Mama tried to tell me that

the concoction created by me

When read you read E = the D.O. to the C.

Knowledge and the talent that my mother had born to her

Equals an artist that wont' be

first SMACK event
You ain't run into me by
Accident before my crash pussy
Swear To God you ain't see me at a concert
Backstage and ask can you have my

My Hood

Cam'ron

S.D.E. [Clean]

2000

Killer, uhh, Prease, uhh, Vacant Lot, Diplomat, uhh
Killer, family nigga, yo, uhh, Killer, uhh, yo yo yo...

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Where i'm from kids get it