Search results for 'wrathchild by the killers' Page #86

the mirror, im a cold blooded killer
Yea I’m cold
Like some ice
I be killing shit and I ain’t thinking twice
Yea I’m cold
My advice
Before you come for me you

she got the flu
I’m a killer, I ain’t bluffing
No orange tips, baby, this ain’t nerf or nothing
Talk behind my back, I’ll prove that I ain’t fronting

killers, and I bag drugs
Bag Drugs, act tuff yea all of that stuff i aint trippi'n if you is an actor
I'll hit you with that asthma bring the smoke, if you

Listen to the tales of this northern cali killer
Take it for what its worth but recognize a blood spiller
So far I've been lucky but enemies might

I got the juice and I got the sauce, you play with the gang then you dead wrong
I take all my problems head on, I know some killers take your head

(Yahweh on the beat so it's a banger)

I get lost up in my feelings
I got trust issues so I move around with killers
Bitch I am a vulture, don't

at
Whole crew come through get shot at
New worst enemy get block out
Want clout follow me get glock out
Killer spider ima widow maker
Saved your fate for

Ooh
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah

Cold margarita, uh
Shawty is a stone-cold killer, uh
Two shots to my liver
I don't judge, everybody is a sinner, uh

killers dressed in all black
Jumpin' out a splak, hop out with a MAC
What happens when I die in my dreams?

Back in the days, holding Glocks & AK's
You

Stepping on the gas cause you know I'm
Senti at the exit when you pass by
I know you'll move on to a next guy
Now you act like I'm some type of enemy

I'm

Stop reading from society's script.
Life best led unrepenting,
What are you representing?

What is a god but a killer with no motive?
What is temptation

Yo Shaggel, yo Cuzzz
Family! (Yo, a Unruly Boss)
A me say family (Cho)
If a one thing me hate, a friend killer
Me no believe inna friend killer

Kyakalamu Lyrics by Eddy Kenzo


Hallo Music
Am here to thank you, coz you take my stress away

Music

Digida, Kyakalamu
Katika, Kyakalamu

Digida,

look like
Whoever holding the shotgun
Dead bodies everywhere
Jet before the cops come
Killers drive-by cold
Like the Good Humor man
But fuck an ice-cream

drums I'm shooting for the whole Month
4 killers in a sleeve not the long one
Looking for a new strain trying smoke sum
2 Bitches in a jeep fucking both

switch
And all of these niggas is thuggin'
And boys who I came wit
I be with killers and dealers you
Know who we came wit
(You know who we came wit nigga)

Look my killer in his eyes
I'm finna take him with me
Oh nah, oh nah, he really did it, didn't he?

Well we gon' see what you made of
Can you pinch me

Imagine coming home and you see your mom, tied Up in a chair, both feet in arms, and

You can tell by the look that you see in her eyes
That

Halloween)

I get bitches, I don't need no wingman (no wingman)
I get riches, I don't sell no weed, man (not right now)
I smoke dope by the pound, yeah,

snaking out they homies man that shit so played out
Not the biggest Killer but I'll stand my 10 won't lay down
Lost a couple homies I don't feel the same

380 on Dat Ass

Spice 1

187 He Wrote

1993

on that ass come and test me bitch
You don't know who the fuck you're steppin' to my nigga row
I'll bust a cap and leave that ass dead by the do'
My

Reason

Nas

Street's Disciple

2004

I see people hating other people
Tell me what's the reason
That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no money
What's the reason?

By the time

City of Light

Hilltop Hoods

The Hard Road

2006

I’m from the city of light, with a sky of vanilla
Known as the city of churches home of the serial killer
And in the summer it feels like a hundred

tree (yeah)
Codeine (codeine)
I'm sippin' lean for the protein
Ain't no co-defendant (no co-defendant)
Slide on them blocks by my lonely (yeah, yeah,