yo its no love got the fo up, get ate and throwed up
befo lunch ho what? you ain't listening to the
most sadistic of music i'm flipping and using
to leave christians in ruins i played chicken with cupid
and won isn't it stupid sluts want me getting into them
niggas want me giving pounds hit em with new shit
fuck it i'm just flipping a style as vivid and wild
as prositutes getting into a gown, wicked and foul
my style of living is bound to have me sitting in trial
waiting hating the game wanting into it now
and all these feeble weak dudes talking shit
'll be walking off with an awkward limp
if they come up against the god in person
dumb fucks trying to take my spot i'm certain
to leave you coughing offa one bizerk hit
i'll even snatch your ladies purse bitch
am i'm crazy sure, shit i got papers to prove it
lazy and stupid is how most imitate me and use it
to try to degrade me but evade me i lose it
and imitate manson and bundy and staple you stiff
to a train track the same deranged insane cat
in the club dancing with hunnys
getting drunk standing all funny but don't test
trying to see me, you'll be lying beneath me
i'm like medusa you can't have more than one glace at me dummy
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Respect this, specialist, black, testing this and get ya necklace jacked
Your after name scratched up off my guestlist, party freak
You the type of nigga that'll hardly speak unless you spoken to
You throw a cold screw but sober up when I'm approaching you
At the same time we postin two niggaz on that ass
Thats gonna do what they supposed to do the limelight
Snatched away from you because its my night
Killarm' blaze hotter than twilight, you better get ya lines right
Half of these crabs cant even rhyme right
[Killa Sin]

Your after name scratched up off my guestlist, party freak
You the type of nigga that'll hardly speak unless you spoken to
You throw a cold screw but sober up when I'm approaching you
At the same time we postin two niggaz on that ass
Thats gonna do what they supposed to do the limelight
Snatched away from you because its my night
Killarm' blaze hotter than twilight, you better get ya lines right
Half of these crabs cant even rhyme right
[Killa Sin]

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