letra de killerr - c-zero (c0y0)
intro:
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll x2
verse 1:
i have thoughts of a k!ller
try to k!ll em thoughts, but them thought getting sicker
mind getting iller time getting thinner looking the in the mirror
see a spitta with a flow dope off the richter
pouring out his soul he can’t get any realer
he pouring out his soul
he can’t get any richer
broke see a winner turned sinner
a n-gga tryin eat like he never had dinner, with the n-ggas round him so bitter
a n-gga can’t eat being round these old n-ggas
gold diggers, gorillas, ho n-ggas
just around him for they own agendas
show business, lord witness, no go gettas
role with us just me no team
and i want figures
house bigger, spouse thicker
what you think my life bout n-gga
so know when i rhyme
its a murder line
making hits like the mob
when i’m on my job
rappers get bodied white chalked
every line, spit m 16 wit my sixteens
know sh-ts mean with cee
its homicide, body found by the chorus
another rigormortis flush em in the toilet
this how he caught it
man you shoulda saw it
i, hit em in the neck. hit em in the back
hit em in the chest, hit em in the head, lyrical attack
hit em with the boom, hit em with the bap
empty out the gac (machine gun blast)
put em in casket these n-ggas ain’t hard they flaccid
try to k!ll your dream and your p-ssion
but success k!lls that satisfaction
chorus:
people k!ll your will, k!ll your dream
your self esteem, they’ll k!ll you pride
your ideas bright they’ll k!ll the switch
and k!ll your time… yea
they’ll k!ll everything, k!ll everything, k!ll everything
i swear i’mma monster
brooklyn raised me my father
taught me how to spot impostors
these n-ggas they deserve oscars
shooting at n-ggas like movies directors reckless
dred young shatta, shout out to the bravta
r.e.m.z we mobster, bang this out in pacha
you cud still hear this in ghana, from ghana out to russia
address us as your honor
big -ss women who i’m fond of, rolling up the ganja
punch lines like lamotta that blow your mind like a bomber
reminiscent of big poppa
mix that up with hova
a little bit of kane, a little bit of soda
so when i busta rhymes, spitting flame know its coca
mix that up with the corner, and the heart of a soldier
but colder, and you mix that up with culture
it equates to a n-gga who spit the flu like pneumonia
the streets know c.o, been on beast mode
reppin the that beast coast, follow the g code
b’cuz its all in my genome
chorus:
k!ll the lights, (k!ll em all)
k!ll the mics, k!ll the vibe, k!ll your shine (k!ll em all)
k!ll the scene, k!ll the queen k!ll the king, (k!ll em all)
k!ll everything, k!ll everything, k!ll everything
people k!ll your will, k!ll your dream
your self esteem, they’ll k!ll you pride
your ideas bright they’ll k!ll the switch
and k!ll your time… yea
they’ll k!ll everything, k!ll everything, k!ll everything
welcome to electrophonic!!!!!!
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