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lord infamous - don't make me kill lyrics
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[dj paul]
what you boys gon’ do? [x6]
[verse 1: lord infamous]
i keep seeing images man it’s like i’m locked in a simulator
apocalypse slayer, i’m the street n-gga terminator
is it in my nature to be another life taker?
then i ask ’em why home invader?
strapped with the auto and razor
these days madness, raising havoc, witness savage
blazing automatics in the midst of highway traffic
very graphic
i rob and kick a burglary kidnapping
they think it’s just ’bout rapping
but sometimes we get to capping
n-ggas snapping
you motherf-cking b-tches make me bored
let’s go to war
if you think the world is really f-cking yours
if we must fill the morgue
then we will fill the morgue
if we must k!ll these boys
then we will k!ll these boys
let’s destroy all who cross the path
a hypnotize blood bath
try to reach and grab
you will feel the aftermath
i’m the trial, i’m the da, i’m the lawyer and the judge
if you wanna feel the slugs
then i let you feel the slugs
[chorus: juicy j & dj paul]
don’t make me k!ll, don’t make me k!ll somebody [x4]
what you boys gon’ do [x8]
[verse 2: scan man]
aw sh-t n-gga you done p-ssed me off
now n-gga now it’s time for a k!lling
buck buck shots blasting
who i be scan f-cking man
from the k!lla klan
got my thugs from the south
heavily armed and caused out
better bring it
when you bring it
cause if you don’t that means you f-cked
cause those k!llers from the world
won’t hesitate to pop those slugs
have yo mammies and yo pappys
and yo motherf-cking grammies
f-ck yo poppa was because
you too d-mn greedy with that money
now i told you don’t test
and you did something, pity
you wasn’t sh-t
blaze something about your motherf-cking prints
the patience of this game
you best to learn
trying to have it all
you gon’ fall
we gon’ make sure of that
hoe we gon’ make sure of that
decipher or stress that
me blasting with my tech
you test
i’ll flex
i’ll bring the sawed
three buck shots in your vest
i’m making motherf-ckers feel what i feel
this sh-t is real
motherf-ckers who miss
consider them graves
don’t make me murder you b-tch
[verse 3: mc mack]
get your dogs off me, pimping
it ain’t no slipping
i’m running ’em on ya
mc mack from the k!lla klan cl!ck
got haters sick
like they had pneumonia
free me from this three way junction
before i proceeding to take his life
and though i had them tear da any thugs from the southside
ready to blast on site
weapons blasting nice and fasting
got you dashing
spray this boy
calling up my band of hollywood n-ggas
whatever they ready for war
let’s let’s make a stain
a stain on the lane
youngin done hipped me to the game
b-tches choosing out the frame
is it the fame or is the the cheese?
hoes be trying to smoke on my weed
and know that mac done broke the laws
or pay the dues for the things you see
b-tch please break your knees
get off my chrome and get your own
carla hit me on my h-rn
and said your momma ain’t at home
it’s a hypnotize, kamikaze
prophet posse, like the n-z-s
you ain’t with the camp
wack producers trying to f-cking copy
stop stealing buster n-gga
b-tch go check the sound scan
we cashing checks and flipping that
these haters will never learn
don’t make me k!ll n-gga
[chorus]
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