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I was kicking it with this chick for a minute |
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She picked me to hit it real stiffly I sitted |
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He spit then we quit it |
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Then I told her to miss me and splitted |
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Quickly I lit it up, no problem to get it up |
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Then she called and said, she needed me to help her |
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Get rid of what a baby |
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She said she wanted me to kill it, no evidence |
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Blood, don't spill it |
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I'm saying at first, I didn't feel it |
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But then I started to ponder on what was coming up |
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Yonder a baby by a fling |
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Made days seem really somber |
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So we both were in agreement the baby I seen it |
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Thinking of killing it made me almost fall |
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To the cement |
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This ain't a job I can do myself |
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I ain't got the brain for this |
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So I called a homie in Kansas |
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Who was trained for this |
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He said the way I rap and make skrill for a living |
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He said he kills for a living for the grip span |
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He's a hit man so I paid him a fee |
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He told me, "What date it would be!" |
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Me and her was down |
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But I really don't think, the baby was G |
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So we three road to Kansas |
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Baby probably thinking we scandalous |
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Can't even walk and we band his life |
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Man is trife walked in and he told us to relax |
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I sat and he took |
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Her and baby to the back before I came |
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I smoked some dope to calm me |
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They came back and she was baby less |
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And she was looking like a zombie |
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Baby gone |
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(Baby gone) |
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Were we wrong |
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(Hella wrong) |
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Gotta move on |
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(Gotta move on) |
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Let it alone |
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(Yeah) |
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I dropped her off |
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But she didn't hate me |
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For killing the baby |
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She said she still wanted to date me |
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Crazy, I'm riding and I'm thinking |
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Why I took a life but I ain't tweeking |
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I know God probably thinking I should die |
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Real killer, that is me |
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Real killer, that is me |
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Real killer, that is met |
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This is what you call a what |
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Real killer, that is me |
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Real killer, that is me |
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Real killer, that is me |
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I don't really give a fuck |
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Real killer, that is me |
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Real killer, that is me |
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Real killer, that is me |
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Know that ain't nobody killer |
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Real killer, that is me |
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Mass murderer |
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Natural born killer |
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That is me |
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A couple of years later |
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I'm creeping with this chicklet |
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Little thick chick |
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Hit it raw and gave her triplets |
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I need to learn to hold my liquid |
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So I called my man In Kansas City, Kan |
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I told him I needed him to do it again |
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After he put 'em away |
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I asked him, "Homie how could you be so raw?" |
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He said to me, "How could you be so raw" |
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We scatted, one year later |
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I splatted in the same chick |
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She wanted to have it |
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But I made her do the same shit |
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So I murdered five kids of mine |
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I'm 'bout to sit in hell a lifetime |
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Bid for mine 'cause of abortion |
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No more abortion |
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Now it's blown out of proportion |
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Insane, never again |
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Real killer, that is me |
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Real killer, that is me |
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Real killer, that is me |
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This is what you call a what |
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Real killer, that is me |
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Real killer, that is me |
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Real killer, that is me |
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I don't really give a fuck |
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Real killer, that is me |
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Real killer, that is me |
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Real killer, that is me |
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Know that ain't nobody killer |
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Real killer, that is me |
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Mass murderer |
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Natural born killer |
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That is me |
