broken apart Bad news tattoos feel the skin of a sinner Killa calis most wanted muthafuka when i enter Representing the blue badana bitch The only way
The Depths, (Anybody Killa) A Murda Cloak Cracks Down Way Passed The Ground, It Makes My Wanna Take The Life Of Anyone Around, So Be Aware Of The Killer
For wicked shit, this is your train All aboard Ain't shit out there the same For wicked shit, this is your train (Anybody Killa) Ya heard my
This ugly motherfucker in the mirror (this fuckin mirror) Punch a hole through this mirror (what am I supposed to do?) This faggot in the mirror (can'
What I will Tech is a realist Running with killas You better vill this Be the witness To the coldest When I hold this dick They break camp When I flow this
of more children Trying to get that number back around 6 billion, I'm gonna rule until then Founded this colony like a pilgrim, anybody try to ptnetrate this section or threaten we KILL
pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this Do you understand.. whatcha gonna do when Nina hit you with the critical homidical lyrical killer flippin
[C-loc] Yo we turning this one out for me my homeboys They Homeboys and Homegirls and anybody that think they got em and anybody whos lost anything
Now I'm big and strong as Herman Munster It's the set I threw up, tha only way ta go It's the way i grew up, the only way I know, fa sho' It ain't about
bitches over there Or them bitches over there Or them bitches right here? Nah, that nigga on line Motherfucker still drunk off'a Bacardi and lime Spliff, I feel this way
to come at this If they got buckets of blood for fuckin' with thugs that I bury My adversaries better not want none of Twis' Represent for my city, anybody
Police! We Have A Search Warrant) [Twista:] C'mon C'mon Eh T-Pain, Its Twista Come This Way, We Gotta Creep Fast. Watch As I Hit It Through The Middle
real niggaz Yeah, uh Let's get it crunk up in this bitch Where ya at? Where ya at huh? Where ya at huh? Where ya at? Where ya at huh? This for all
endo, Comin up fast rollin down his window, He threw up a sign, I put away my nine, Fool cause I was colorblind, Killer Cali, the state where they kill
the kitchen Now I'm still in the county's face Fighting this funky ass 187 case Shoot me a kite that's a good way to mingle I'll be in this bitch eatin
smokin' indo Comin' up fast, rollin' down his window He threw up a sign, I put away my nine Fool, 'cuz I'm color blind Killa Cali, the state where they kill
, dank u wel, oh, chocolat! Questioner: how about explaining this mission you are on at this moment! John: well, you start... Yoko: well, because we thought of this
Christ takin' this life's not a problem I been robbin' niggas and pullin' triggers way before my album Drownin' my sorrows in bottles of Olde Anybody
