Lyrics:
somebody to hold
So fuck what they told you
That's why I stick by to myself
You'll never find another like me
Sometimes I just cry to myself
I'm on my grind
I told you, nigga
This is why they fuck with me
You fake, nigga
I'm no gangster, no killer, I'm just your average Joe (you fake)
But one thing you
formidable place
I can let you know the ins and the outs and I can spit it wicked
Twiztid And you can see by the look on my face
Give me the mic and ima
got ovaries so I take what is owed to me
I'm a bandit in a land full of killers
Racist motherfuckers want to take my life while I'm sipping tea and my
don't know I'm trying to save her
Man, them niggas tried to play me
Man, 'til I got this paper
You're nobody 'til somebody kills you
Blast for me
Bill, but call me Chuckie
Fifth Ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherfucker by his neck
Bill, but call me Chuckie
Fifth Ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherfucker by his neck
shoppin' my demo, I was tryna shine
Every motherfucker told me that I couldn't rhyme
Now I could let these dream killers kill my self-esteem
Or use my
And on the other side you've
got Infinite Dreams, Killers, Still Life - Harris and Murray wrote that song, debuted number twelve, got to
number six again! My
your n**** when she come around
(Don't come around don't come around I told you bitch don't come around)
Drive by
(Doot Doot)
That's the type of chick
straight
You told me things
That heroes must make
I'll do what you say
As long as you kneel
And I can be had
Without sex appeal.
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And I'ma pour it on like syrup, bitch
Thick and rich, sick and twisted, Mr. Buttersworth
Dre told me to milk this shit for what it's worth
'Til the cow
The Builder
Shoulda told em that
They fucking with a killer
Keep that same energy you had
On Twitter
Big boss in this shit
You could call me alec baldwin
Im
So welcome to the Murder House Jack told me just to slaughter folk
I belong in Asylums I’m wilding maybe I’m not a Ghost
I’m Forever EVOL get all
Really a hitter I'm not no kidder
Picced you off the ground they told me not to litter
You tripped and you fell so they call us the clippers
Main
Guess who?
OHHHHHH SHITTTTT!
Ha-ha!
People in the place to be!
Did y'all miss me?
Yo
You're the best
Yeah I know, I know, I know
Killer set
Yeah I
tricky them killers they lurking out trying to get Busy
Don't give a fuck if you ain't rocking with me
Gotta watch friends ain't worried bout enemies
wanna be a slob, even though I would rather be spittin' bars
Then one day, somebody saw me at work and said
"Twista, why are you in here washin' cars?"
for his murder, blame his accuracy
Real killer, I told that bitch that's the 'Raq in me
Block bitches settin' up some rappers and some athletes
I'm
match fit
Man I've had practice hopping out a German
Please can somebody mix these verses
And write my name on the bib in cursive
Bro told me the team
by my side
If they don't come for me (It's all over)
If they don't come for me (We're gonna die)
If they don't stop the sickness inside me at
Least
somebody)
I’m a killer, I’m a beast
And I Know you ain’t a threat to me
Following a code
To make sure you’re never catching me
A Morgan with morals
A Moser,
an ambulance
My parachute like skydivin' in Hammer pants
So call it sibling rivalry
Take his life, call it the unforgivable robbery
A wise man told me that
killer don't push me
Bitch ass nigga don't give me a reason
If you wanna scrap I'm down
Just know somebody gonna end up leakin'
I can't deal with the fake
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