In For The Kill Remix

Living life gotta a few scars

Living life man you gotta go hard

Despite these motherfuckas, trying snap your spinal cord to your brain off

They said I'm crazy, I reached my Adolf

Switzerland Winters fantasists about freezing your toes off

I'm out of a job trying get laid off

I don't swing like a bitch, cause I don't play golf

I try to lat my head down, in a world where the pillows are all soft

They yelling out my name like a an alarm clock, but don't wake me up

Male Cinderell, fuck them slippers, fuck them ruby slippers,

The only ruby i see is the blood and the money, from them future strippers

I'm so gangsta, I permanently crop you out the pictures

I don't feel good enough for this picture just might die with ya

Suicide photo bombing, put I did for my religion

I'm feeling a little blue, asking Picasso if you can show that a little bigger

Skys falling hard, on them niggas, but they ain't even at the status of niggas

Begging for attentions, "yes master" " "yes master" you stupid nigger

I'm a black person writing this song

before I self destruction so please excuse me if i said nigger

Before I self Destruction, going crazier then 50 cents old white bitches

 

I remember I didn't even think bout this life, know I'm shouting villionavo

How hard do i have to work to till you I've fried my brain over

Anger is my drug,if i get to crazy i might destory the world

Writing raps makes me sober

If i dove into the snow I think I freeze over

Ja'net Dubois, Good Times i need a Willona

So even thou it's basically winter,

I'm getting hot ass hell steam comin out the ears, it's gonna be a cruel summer

I mean the suns coming,

Idk how warm it's gotta be to reach the equator, to tell you I'm cumming

idk how loud i got to be to tell you I'm drumming

I wonder if they could hear the music if they realize the killers coming.