Husalah, San Quinn, Messy Marv, The Jacka - K.I.L.L.E.R. lyrics

Carry ya soul away when you cross The Jack
It's ya soul you have to pay, feel me?
I control the K you wanna control the Bay
But we ain't listening
We can't hear you when you whispering
Speak louder, you's a coward
You ain't out here nigga
We been here since the winter
We'll be here when it returns
In the hood all the time
That's a place you're not concerned
Push coke, shoot a nigga
That's the first lesson I learned sucka

K-IL-L-E-R
Doing Allah's work for him with this AR
Young murdera's, they don't know who we are
K-IL-L-E-R warrior, the glorier
Shit you never saw before
I ain't heard of you before
I'm just here to take ya life
Niggas appear in the night
Out of mind, out of sight
The rules to our life mane

In the Rich pushing crack
With the chop on my mind
How could I find time to rhyme?
I find a clip to the time
The system it was designed
To hold me back but I'm on
I learn this shit when I'm stoned
I can't admit when I'm wrong
I gotta lie under oath
How could I cry when I'm broke?
I stick you up with that coat
And make you come out that coat
And if you don't then you smoke
How could you laugh and you joke?
When niggas clap at ya folks
I laugh after you ghost
Nigga I'll never be happy
I need revenge for my pappy
King, Freak and Yung Kazi the SK is my hobby
You might think that I'm chilling
But, I wanna murder somebody
The MOB got the ambulance taping
Up the lobby nigga

K-IL-L-E-R
Doing Allah's work for him with this AR
Young murdera's, they don't know who we are
K-IL-L-E-R warrior, the glorier
Shit you never saw before
I ain't heard of you before
I'm just here to take ya life
And disappear in the night
Out of mind, out of sight
The rules to our life mane

Jack a fire starter
You say you hard but I'm harder
I birthed your style
Why go against ya father?
I like this rap shit but I love blood pit's
Let 'em hit for fifty G's
They clothe and feed my kids
If Mac Dre was here
I probably would have signed to Thizz
I got my own label now
I'll probably sign my niggs
I do it B-I, but see I, rather be high
I smoke a zip a night while
You're searching for a free high
I'm thirsting for a homicide
You're searching for a 9-5
I'm gripping grain, getting brain
Got my top down, in the rain
Feeling amped as fuck
'Cause, I've been touching 'caine
With my bare hands
You see us out chea hoping
One day we'll change
We don't believe in change
I hit your ass in the head
With this cater thang nigga

K-IL-L-E-R
Doing Allah's work for him with this AR
Young murdera's, they don't know who we are
K-IL-L-E-R warrior, the glorier
Shit you never saw before
I ain't heard of you before
I'm just here to take ya life
And disappear in the night
Out of mind, out of sight
The rules to our life mane