Kill Kill Kill (feat. Bishop Lamont & Jd Era)

[00:02.75] IKonz
[00:10.07] Let me see what I need, ahh,
[00:12.78] I need my chainsaw, ahh, my AK-47,
[00:15.53] My rocket launchers, some grenades... and my flame thrower.
[00:20.12] Yeah
[00:21.05] Ohhh
[00:21.96] Oh shit, it's time to ill
[00:24.67] MC's it ain't safe, e'rybody gettin' killed
[00:27.35] Your mammy (boom), your daddy (boom, boom)
[00:29.17] Gram Gram (boom) and your pappy (boom)
[00:30.11] And them little ugly ass [?] black ass they so nappy
[00:32.06] No self hatred, I'm no racist, I hate everybody
[00:34.73] Kill your cat, kill your dog and the parakeet bitch
[00:38.38] Shoot your fish tank up like "Fuck them goldfish"
[00:41.15] M-m-m-madness and mayhem, P.M. to the A.M
[00:43.83] Stomp like the collector got a collection
[00:46.57] Of decomposing possessions
[00:47.45] Talent scout I'm out to find new specimens
[00:49.26] Can I make a small suggestion?
[00:51.11] Rappers, stop lyin' through the speakers
[00:52.95] Cause I see directly through you like Jeepers Creepers
[00:54.75] Creepy, got a dumb flow
[00:56.56] Threatening me?
[00:57.42] I shit on all you, I needs lots of T.P. for my bunghole
[01:01.12] I'm not high, I'm not high, check my eyes
[01:02.93] I swear
[01:03.87] I'm just lyrically retarded and not all really there
[01:05.65] I'm a beast bitch, I'll bully money from a grizzly bear
[01:08.43] As if a bear had money and went to school
[01:11.15] But in your dreams you can't win, I'm a fuckin' nightmare
[01:14.83] Tommy Ray Glatman, dream assassin, Dreamscape
[01:17.51] You don't know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Google it, I'll wait
[01:19.33] Everybody in this bitch gon' get gunned down
[01:22.94] Boom, boom, boom, you don't wanna hear that sound
[01:25.63] I'm goin' insane, hearin' voices in my brain
[01:29.34] They keep on tellin' me to do some really fucked up things
[01:31.13] This can't be real, I'm really feelin' fuckin' ill
[01:33.88] They keep on sayin' "Everybody gettin' killed"
[01:36.61] They keep on tellin' me "Everybody gettin' killed"
[01:39.45] I hear 'em whisperin' "Everybody gettin' killed"
[01:42.21] Over and over "Everybody gettin' killed"
[01:45.02] Yo, yo
[01:45.93] I'm a white Beast boy like Adam Horovitz
[01:48.66] Stab you in the orifice, I'm darker than a horror flick
[01:49.58] (Boom)
[01:52.31] I put a bullet in your skull to make a peep hole
[01:54.15] Then lean your head against a tube so I can watch the Creep Show
[01:56.85] I'm a freak though
[01:58.65] Graphic rap-a-holic
[01:59.54] Splatter all your blood around the room like I was Jackson Pollock
[02:02.29] I'm all alone, I'll crack your collarbone and haul it home
[02:05.03] And spread your guts around the wall and write a diabolic poem
[02:07.75] Like Michael Meyers with a knife cause I'm a psycho killer
[02:10.58] Listening to Michael Jackson Thriller, I'm a hyper villain
[02:13.27] I'll smash your fuckin' skull then say "nighty night"
[02:16.02] Tackle rappers wearing whitey whites like it was Friday Night Lights
[02:18.75] Pop a vitamin then squat like Spiderman
[02:21.56] Then take a fuckin' shit on all you rappers for entitlement
[02:24.35] Sneak into your studio then stab you till your speaker's red
[02:27.05] Then take your Jordan 3's cause I'm a klepto and a sneaker head
[02:29.87] Gimmie your shoes
[02:31.67] Yeah, these are gonna fit
[02:33.53] Everybody in this bitch gon' get gunned down
[02:35.36] Boom, boom, boom, you don't wanna hear that sound
[02:38.15] I'm goin' insane, hearin' voices in my brain
[02:40.94] They keep on tellin' me to do some really fucked up things
[02:43.76] This can't be real, I'm really feelin' fuckin' ill
[02:46.52] They keep on sayin' "Everybody gettin' killed"
[02:49.26] They keep on tellin' me "Everybody gettin' killed"
[02:52.06] I hear 'em whisperin' "Everybody gettin' killed"
[02:55.67] Over and over "Everybody gettin' killed"
[02:57.47] Go look up 'psychopath' then find me in the dictionary
[03:01.11] Grinnin' ear to ear, [?] I hope you bitches ready
[03:03.84] I fuck a nun missionary, get it? Missionary
[03:06.51] Got a lot of friends but momma thinks they're all imaginary
[03:09.28] And they keep tellin' me to "kill, kill, kill"
[03:11.97] Murder, murder, roll a blunt and pop a pill, pill, pill
[03:14.75] And you won't, but I will
[03:17.45] For a crisp, dollar bill
[03:18.32] Shove your head so far up your ass you talkin' shit at every meal
[03:20.12] I'm me
[03:21.06] I'm meat with cheese and some Molly powder in private
[03:22.88] Discussionals blowin' up on which rappers outta be silent
[03:25.63] I get so fly the stewardess can't close her eyelids
[03:28.47] My Taliban homie thinks that I should be a pilot
[03:31.15] I don't know, yes I'm the bomb
[03:32.97] Tick, tick, hide your child
[03:33.89] I'm happy killing you at work
[03:35.84] We call that service with a smile
[03:36.73] Just took some 'shrooms I guess I had the bad pile
[03:39.46] Burn a cross in front of your yard and blame that shit on Mad Child
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