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Killing Spree

  1. When we come into the scene, we're fast,
  2. Jack your supply, cause we don't ask,
  3. We buss through the door, but your team is last,
  4. Floor your whole guys, yeah the feel that grass,
  5. We drink out of diamond, you still use glass,
  6. You man be all silent, when we pass,
  7. Acting fake for your team, and your whole shit cast,
  8. I can't snake on my g, cause that's my darg,
  9.  
  10. Stop stunting you've never touched a fat zoot,
  11. Just a little kid with a pouch and a tracksuit,
  12. Spit fire when I go I'm that yute,
  13. With the flow and the bags full of black food,
  14. Hearts like a blizzard I'm just that cold,
  15. You snaked on your guy, let the story unfold,
  16. Ten guys on your back, can't touch road,
  17. Resorted to crack, and cooking that stove,
  18.  
  19. Is that real? Is that true?,
  20. Nah you fucking wasteman that's just you,
  21. Just stay quiet and don't get rude,
  22. And you won't have beef with none of these yutes,
  23.  
  24. If you want problems you must be daft,
  25. Skilled in my shit, we're skilled in our craft,
  26. We go quick, and we go hard,
  27. Rip off your pouch, and I'll rip off your scarf,
  28. Where's all the love, g where is your heart?,
  29. They laugh at my team, but we're making a start,
  30. TwistedRecords, we roam in the dark,
  31. Destroy your whole team, using only these bars,
  32.  
  33. Give me a beat and I'll spit a 16,
  34. Tarnishing rappers and about six teens,
  35. Think you're the shit, with about six jeans,
  36. No one prees you at all, just low' it you neek',
  37.  
  38. Run for your life, consider it a race,
  39. Our verses are finna leave you erased,
  40. Throw you in the sky, and leave you in space,
  41. We always finna rise, cuh we always lace,
  42.  
  43. You ain't got p's so you jack it,
  44. That's the only reason you've got a jacket,
  45. Everything you see you think to grab it,
  46. Every darg you see, you think to stab him,
  47. I don't respect that, that's not real,
  48. I don't inspect that, I'm just trill,
  49. I don't protect that, mans just chill,
  50. I'll watch you die, and I'll walk away still,
  51. False thoughts, you're never gonna win,
  52. I look at you, laugh away and grin,
  53. One man you obey, and you worship him,
  54. Shirt off, no time being put in gym,
  55.  
  56. Hood up, jacket sealed we don't talk much,
  57. Stay near the ends, we don't walk much,
  58. Our punches feel like a hawks touch,
  59. Leave you on the floor, all fucked up,
  60. No older to back you, not even one,
  61. Tryna spark beef with our team, bruv are you dumb?,
  62. Leave you crying running home to your mum,
  63. With your face fucked up, and your arms all numb,
  64.  
  65. I'm the kid that was never loved,
  66. I'm the kid that was never touched,
  67. I'm the kid that was never hugged,
  68. But now I'm the kid that you all fuck,
  69.  
  70. Don't claim you were there for me,
  71. When in truth none of you cared for me,
  72. I always did shit so carefully,
  73. I guess this was written in my destiny,
  74.  
  75. Fuck him and fuck her,
  76. Matter of fact I'd fuck her,
  77. Years ago I actually loved her,
  78. But now look, all the loves burnt,
  79.  
  80. I'm that guy, but they don't boo me,
  81. I don't stunt, I prefer to do me,
  82. I used your beats, go on sue me,
  83. I'm on these streets, go on fool me,
  84. I don't get catered, no ones grooms me,
  85. I'm not a pussy, I just live life smoothly,
  86. I don't care about your belt, so move please,
  87. Stunting on designer brands, stunting on gucci,
  88.  
  89. Only a pussy will stand behind,
  90. I stand at the front, I don't stand in line,
  91. You can jook me, shit that's fine,
  92. But I'm letting you know right now it's my time,
  93.  
  94. I don't take orders, I finess myself,
  95. Don't ignore us, we protect ourself,
  96. Dargs with cars, I don't trek myself,
  97. So much money, we just help ourself,
  98.  
  99. I did all this since day one,
  100. Keeping sharp and staying a1,
  101. TJ, Fyre, Tyga, this is all fun,
  102. Call me what you want, I'm the same one,
  103.  
  104. But just know I don't have an idol,
  105. I'm also humble, mans idle,
  106. I don't go to raves to get whined on,
  107. I don't to go lace or waste time on,
  108.  
  109. It's all fucked up I'll actually prove it,
  110. People wanna stunt but can't actually do this,
  111. Suck a long one, in fact suck two dicks,
  112. Fuck your life and fuck your music,
  113.  
  114. I don't care cause no ever had my back,
  115. I don't care because all my close friends trap,
  116. I don't care about shit matter of fact,
  117. I'm sick to my stomach every time I rap,
  118. Common sense is what these idiots lack,
  119. You can't get far if you wanna trap,
  120. You'll get killed so fuck your stacks,
  121. Cause the money ain't worth it if there's Feds on your back,
  122.  
  123. I come home late at 12 and see tears from my mum,
  124. This is reality, cause I am her son,
  125. I ain't doing shit for her or no one,
  126. And I feel ashamed, I'm supposed to be the one,
  127. Fuck this all, I wanna restart,
  128. Shits gotten outta hand, my deep heart,
  129. Mourns itself and I need to play a part,
  130. In everyone's life, I need to leave a mark,
  131.  
  132. [TALKING:]
  133.  
  134. Fuck it, it's a Killing Spree out here we're fucking murdering,

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