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Everybody fin to die by the hands of the dark angel Adjust snatching our breath 'til it dims up your chest How much pain can I manifest When I come to wreck, ripping through your flesh techs? My killers you'll never see, invisible, invisible are we Unseen like ghosts, strike like infrared beams, say toast We smoke the most but never boast the most Our figures interlace like ropes around throats Better feel the attack 'cause we cloak in the image of smoke Leaving motherfuckers broke like a king of jokes, mercy I know not a feeling, but the thrilling of a killing Gets my adrenaline rushing Never stopping, watching niggas dropping More breaking, blood gushing, I done opened wounds As I destroy cities with typhoons and monsoons Your doom has awaited, all your mercy's forsaken, time to die Gotta kill them all, every nigga fin' to fall when I kill them all Followin' up with bombs with stomach punches Yelling and running, K of dynasty coming Much to this contender, Guerilla Maab member I be It'd be an epitome, hoes wanna get rid of me Fin' to be found dead and deceased This ain't no game, ain't a damn thing changed 'Cause I came to bring the pain Glock ass still fits running on they head While they play it, I rise up in chains Hang in here, hang in here, more deadly than anyone's intention It had to be more casualties While I'm in more blemishes than fatal inflictions Slice 'em up like a wolverine, but I use a machete and a guillotine Wanna stop like Akeim, I'ma goddamn dream And now mark ass niggas recognise my team Murderer in me, I love to see you bleed Murderer in me, I love to see you bleed Murderer in me, I love to see you bleed Murderer in me, I love to see you bleed The murderous feeling is killing your kin And tripping them niggas up, with a four-five Hit the ground, wouldn't do it, and a pot of overly blue A fast thug fin' to lose his life, motherfucking nigga from Texas Steady with the dumb plexers What a handful, I'm kicking your ass and everybody better ball on 'Cause I fuck around and y'all gone and a nigga like me Fin' I'm blessed with a tight 22's, AK-47, 3-57, Mac 11 Ball and a .25, bulletproof vest and a sharpened shank Motherfucker, your body gon' stank, I'm flawless Swinging and leaving them jawless One of these niggas are about to bleed Running with the big dog, follow my lead Developing man in the state with weed Put him in the streets, I'm a regular competitor To the niggas that I want to act surely Everybody wanna live, let the early bird get the worm Run up with the gunners, stole my bird early Even though I be hanging with thugs Giving mean mugs and I do a lot of drugs 'til I pass out When I smell a dirty rat, I'm up all in my motherfucking face To who then they motherfucking ass out When I be stepping and pulling my whip And I'm ready to go to war with them niggas That be stepping and pulling their back, they're fucking they grind It's going down, load the clip in the gun and I'm making them run A gorilla nigga evermore, buck and a dime But who was the nigga that's talking down I know he really want me to get an attitude I'm slapping haters up out the niggas That think that my trigger won't be giving no automatic beatdown But that's what I live for, no mercy Murderer in me, I love to see you bleed Murderer in me, I love to see you bleed Murderer in me, I love to see you bleed Murderer in me, I love to see you bleed Walking the land of a wicked world Looking down upon my enemies in vain With a mind full of deadly games, and a purp' you aim Shooting to kill, putting holes in your frame, feeling no remorse As deadly force overcomes my thoughts so bare witness To the relentless vengeance and turning for the victims of wickedness Hide in the hills, a homicide, 'cause everytime I pull a weapon close I can hear the sounds of bodies, full of victims to seventeen deadly notes Did you really believe, that you could blindly deceive a nigga like me? I was born to murder the world but killers and G's and evil deeds It'll be a whole lot of fly bringing Stop singing, if you run up on me the wrong way I'ma be forced to pull a AK Bust your ass in the head when the lead spray Bottom line, I knock you the fuck out Twelve gauge in your mouth ain't no time to shine But you played the victim of a reincarnated man Get real, they're showin' no mercy Murderer in me, I love to see you bleed Murderer in me, I love to see you bleed Murderer in me, I love to see you bleed Murderer in me, I love to see you bleed
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