Funeral - witdemkillas lyrics
[Funeral - witdemkillas lyrics]
I fuck wit' them killers
I fuck wit’ them runners
If feds knocking, we ain't running for cover
I gotta rocket, and so does my brotha'
I kill anybody, put that on my brothas
I’ll kill anybody, he fed, he can get gone
Tell him pull up, I got them big drums
Tell him pull up, turn him to a victim
My choppa -
On my block, he dropped, like a bitch
He gon' die
He a fed, he a opp, he a rat, homicide
I love it when these motherfuckers die
Murder, that shit be running through my mind
Shit run through my veins, bitch
We not the same
I get a choppa and shoot at his brain
I love the blood falling like rain
Mama told me that I'm fucking insane
I cannot get help, bitch, I never will
I made a motherfucker write his will
Motherfuckers tried to put me on a pill
Bitch, I'm a killer, my job is to kill
I kill anybody, bitch, I cannot feel
I swear to God, this shit don't feel real
Oh no, this don't feel real
Different when I hold that steel
Different when I walk up in yo' house
And let that choppa deal (Ayy)
Yuh, deal wit it, lil' bitch
I’m still wit’ it
Try me, ho gon' spill wit it
That ho shoot like Spiel wit’ it
Ten seconds you gon' act a hoe, yuh
Wait until you killers walk up
Walk up at ya door, yuh
Put you on the floor, yuh
Wiping up blood off the floor, that shit flow
Thought you was my brotha'
I'on know, I’on know, yuh
I love it when these motherfuckers die
Murder, that shit be running through my mind
Shit run through my veins, bitch
We not the same
I get a choppa and shoot at his brain
I love the blood falling like rain
Mama told me that I'm fucking insane
I cannot get help, bitch, I never will
I made a motherfucker write his will
Motherfuckers tried to put me on a pill
Bitch, I'm a killer, my job is to kill
I kill anybody, bitch, I cannot feel
I swear to God, this shit don't feel real
I fuck wit’ them runners
If feds knocking, we ain't running for cover
I gotta rocket, and so does my brotha'
I kill anybody, put that on my brothas
I’ll kill anybody, he fed, he can get gone
Tell him pull up, I got them big drums
Tell him pull up, turn him to a victim
My choppa -
On my block, he dropped, like a bitch
He gon' die
He a fed, he a opp, he a rat, homicide
I love it when these motherfuckers die
Murder, that shit be running through my mind
Shit run through my veins, bitch
We not the same
I get a choppa and shoot at his brain
I love the blood falling like rain
Mama told me that I'm fucking insane
I cannot get help, bitch, I never will
I made a motherfucker write his will
Motherfuckers tried to put me on a pill
Bitch, I'm a killer, my job is to kill
I kill anybody, bitch, I cannot feel
I swear to God, this shit don't feel real
Oh no, this don't feel real
Different when I hold that steel
Different when I walk up in yo' house
And let that choppa deal (Ayy)
Yuh, deal wit it, lil' bitch
I’m still wit’ it
Try me, ho gon' spill wit it
That ho shoot like Spiel wit’ it
Ten seconds you gon' act a hoe, yuh
Wait until you killers walk up
Walk up at ya door, yuh
Put you on the floor, yuh
Wiping up blood off the floor, that shit flow
Thought you was my brotha'
I'on know, I’on know, yuh
I love it when these motherfuckers die
Murder, that shit be running through my mind
Shit run through my veins, bitch
We not the same
I get a choppa and shoot at his brain
I love the blood falling like rain
Mama told me that I'm fucking insane
I cannot get help, bitch, I never will
I made a motherfucker write his will
Motherfuckers tried to put me on a pill
Bitch, I'm a killer, my job is to kill
I kill anybody, bitch, I cannot feel
I swear to God, this shit don't feel real