Lyrics:
a revolver
My sex is a killer
Do you wanna die happy?
Do you wanna die happy?
I let it bang, bang
You've been hit by a smooth criminal
A bad girl
I
raised by DMX the last
Real nigga alive, nah nigga it's still real
Niggas alive tonight we
Real niggas alive, we alive tonight
Bruh, we alive tonight, bruh
the truth here the bullshit cuts off
This is real homie, no fake, no filler
One hundred percent grade-A killer
Something like the bitch that I keep in
To all the killers and the hundred dollar billers
To real niggaz, who ain't got no feelings
To all the killers and the hundred dollar billers
you get dropped
By a sniper's slug
And that's real talk
Real G's need to realize
Bloody eyes on the prize
Niggas' streetwise
You don't want it with me
Yes
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
I got addictive personality
Yeah I get em hooked
Something like morphine
When lights low I shine better
I'm flyest nigga that ya
real wavy like a high guy
But down on earth
Where I reside
Need a propeller
Cause I'm a surface dweller
Mic killer
Sometimes an awkward fella
Might
pill flippers and killers
I chill in the slum, concede with my plug, I made a mil using my skillet
Get lean by the tub, I'll show you some love
You cop
like I'm a bat
In my head, in my head
I'm afraid to see the light
I have dreams that I'm dead
See my killer eye to eye
See my killer eye to eye
I see my
Someone's watching me
Throw away my personality
Please be kind to me
I'm only held by withering strings
So many people who I can be
Forgotten
Satan's fiery lake, then I lock the gate
Make no mistake, this shit as real as Joe, we follow the killer's code
When we come for you, tell me where will
Figure I switch it up
She just want a real dude
With personality and patience
One to treat her out and catch flights
Taking extended vacations
A go
(JD on the track)
Bunch of rich killers (killers)
Ride around in 'Rari's (skrrt)
Doin' drive-bys in a drop top foreign
We gon' make that Draco
different nigga
DTB ye call me mister
I'm real nice I'm not a killer
Gettin this bressh not a drug dealer
Uh Baby take me seriously
Giving you Hints now you
at me, dog)
Y'all niggas want the real (get at me, dog)
(Rrr, arf, arf, what the deal?)
Y'all niggas wanna be killers? (Get at me, dog)
Y'all niggas
at me, dog)
Y'all niggas want the real (get at me, dog)
(Rrr, arf, arf, what the deal?)
Y'all niggas wanna be killers? (Get at me, dog)
Y'all niggas
dark knight (Dark knight, huh?)
Do what’s in my power to live up to that hype (Woo)
The evolution of a psychedelic narcissist
Switching personalities, I
Welcome to misery where the killers pop it up
And when I say pop it up I mean dealing wit the tug of the gun
We can do it if anybody want it where
We on him yeah We on him
Yeah we on him
Killers on me and I got him, uh
Hit him then we go get it then I go
I need no love
The bando running like
at me, dog)
Y'all niggas want the real (get at me, dog)
(Rrr, arf, arf, what the deal?)
Y'all niggas wanna be killers? (Get at me, dog)
Y'all niggas
reefer and pouring liters of vodka
'Cause the feds freezing a nigga bread
I'm drinking thinking they gon' seize me even when I'm dead (Fuck 'em)
Killers in
killer in disguise, I can't feel a thing off the Percs
I can't feel, tryna figure out if this shit is real
I can't feel, tryna figure out if this shit
(he's a trapper)
He's a gangsta (Gangsta)
Money-maker (money)
He's a killer (killer)
He's a realer (uh)
Real guerilla
She's a bad bitch (a bad
a revolver
My sex is a killer
Do you wanna die happy?
Do you wanna die happy?
I let it bang, bang
You've been hit by a smooth criminal
A bad girl
I
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