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letra de kill ya - ceeingee

[intro]
yo, ceeingee f-ckers, jolly sid right here
[verse one]
when i’m up on ya lawn with a knife to cut you deep in your hand
i hope you understand, take the stand
i’m on the right path to kill you and laugh, i am insane like freddy from elm street
or hannibal lecter, the cannibal that can eat ya
up, up and away to a place so gay, i am so gay
i don’t know what i was gonna say, maybe i was gonna say that life is, life is
life is, the baddest you’ll ever have, mines is so just punch me wit my fist
hope, to cope, climb the rope
f-ck it, put my wet finger in a socket, wow
i just had a shock, that was shockin’ like a ripped sock in my closet
in the mosh pit, all the people needin’ a sh-t
i run down the road, my feet tappin’ like a f-ckin’ morse code
i’m on hold on the phone, yo
i am on drugs, but i don’t know what drug i’m on, i’m takin’
maybe i’m just fakin’, a drug but makin’ my own
no high included, buy some weed for the day
kick in the station doors, tell them that i am smokin’ weed, what are they gonna do about that
take me in for questioning, my -rs- you will
i’mma take a ecstasy pill, oh f-ck
will it kill, maybe it will
i am just a boy who is committing suicide, i self harm, i don’t stay calm
highly strung, what’s this needle in my arm, sh-t
i am panicking, i can see a creepy lookin’ talkin’ mannequin
i’m so hallucinating, god help me, oh sh-t
[hook]
in the dark streets, i walk upon
there’s no place to hide, cause i’m here to kill ya, kill ya
[verse two]
oh, hoe you gonna meet me yo
i wanna take out your f-ckin’ eyeball and eat it like a cannibal
you want me to go and whack you in the face
f-ck you, i want to f-ck you and your friend who is the black race
hope you’ll die afterwards, after i f-ck ya up yeah girl
you ain’t in my world, it’s another planet
you f-ckin’ b-tch, you were the original b-tch habit
though i decided to base it on your friend, who is so ugly that her face so be at the other end
oh b-tch, look at ya
you smell disgustin’ like what you thought of me due to my lyrics
i am the lyrical b-st-rd that whacks ya, dead on your bed
you have no idea, i am here to call you queer, cause you are
you kissed a girl behind my back, a b-tch who does that is a b-tch
i don’t mean any harm, but i want to cut deep into your arm
i’m the fear that you can’t get rid of, i’m the fear that you face almost every time you see me
i am the one to be scared of, b-tch
i’m a snitch according to you, oh sh-t b-tch
give you a hit, f-ckin’ b-tch
you dare say i can’t make a life for myself, control freak
you will be killed by me, no buts and you’ll will feel hurts, by me
[hook]
in the dark streets, i walk upon
there’s no place to hide, cause i’m here to kill ya, kill ya
[outro]
ohhhh

- ceeingee

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