Kill Yourself歌词

作词 : Tim Mosley/Tim Clayton/Garland Mosley
作曲 : Tim Mosley/Tim Clayton/Garland Mosley
Get out..Get out! You can\'t be in here
You have to get out
I emplore you Please
Please
You\'re all going to die down here..

It\'s life or death
either one
the king is back
take heed and run
i piss and take a **** on your beat for fun
i killed the game
I aint even use a gun
who better than me
don\'t make me laugh
I run this **** they just chase my ass
I aint talkin **** *****
just tellin the facts
i think all the tracks im hearin from ****** is whack
i be hearin these ******
what they say in they rhymes
i took my spot nobody gave me mine
i make the beats that Boom Boom Boom! in they trunks
u disagree homie then go on and jump
u can bump ur gum
u can say what u want
thats all u gon do cuz u ****** is punks
im number one you aint nuthin but ****
when they need a hit i would become to get
talk to me

if you got love for me i got love for you
if you dont **** wit me i wont **** wichu
we can do it howeva u wanna do
***** if u dont **** wit me i wont **** wit u
gon\' head
kill yourself kill yourself kill yourself
go on kill yourself kill your self kill yourself
If i was you i wouldn\'t feel myself go on kill your self kill your self
kill your self go on kill yourself kill your self kill your self
If i was you i wouldn\'t feel myself

Im tired of ******
****** is tired
u aint a G
i see ***** in ur eyes
if u close to me
u suposed to be
but most of u rap ****** is hoes to me
wherever u from
the question i ask
is do u think i give a ****
riddle me that
cuz in my hood and u jump into hell and back
this industry **** to hell wit that
i seen em come i seen em go
i doubt if u can show me sum\'in i aint seen before
who suposed to be in charge? i need to know
when i shake ur hand ima step on ur toe
go getcha gun go getcha click
imma be rite here chillin wit yo *****
you mad at me cuz im gettin rich
well put the pistol to ur head and empty the clip, pop *****!

if you got love for me i got love for you
if you dont **** wit me i wont **** wichu
we can do it howeva u wanna do
***** if u dont **** wit me i wont **** wit u
gon\' head
kill yourself kill yourself kill yourself
go on kill yourself kill your self kill yourself
If i was you i wouldn\'t feel myself go on kill your self kill your self
kill your self go on kill yourself kill your self kill your self
If i was you i wouldn\'t feel myself

see my heart
feel my pain
some is stars some is lames
how they follow little trends to get they fame
i aint snappin my dam fingers to get in the game
u claim u rich
show me son
if u got so many dollas then loan me one
fools think they killas they own a gun
when u know u bout as sweet as a honey bun
trash your broads behind a bar
like you dat dude frontin hard
vip bands dont make u a star
like we really still dont no who the **** u are
dont talk behind my back just call me *****
move my heart to the side
make room to forgive ya
if u still wanna hang
we\'ll come to get ya
put the rope around ur neck and jump my *****!

You\'re all going to die down here
get out get out
you cant be in here
you\'re all going to die down here