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gemini killer - battlecat lyrics

battlecat
by gemini k!ller

mentally physically spiritually lyrically – they fearin me
murderous nouns – k!ller verbs – 25 to life similes
and dead metaphors – i feel sorry 4 my enemies
it seems im gettin finicky – flows they try 2 mimic me
i got h-ll 2 myself – the devil said he couldnt live with me
nostradamus predicted me – just look how they depicted me
im this close 2 victory – u could smell the sweet piffery
same place where them pistols be – home of them pistol petes
new york put ya t–th on curve & kiss the streets
unsolved mysteries – the block filled with misery
the cops say they missin me – f-ck the pentientary
im tryin 2 make a 100 billion – so i could spend a century
and throw it in the bag – hope the snitches dont mention me
bullet holes & st-tches – so they’ll always remember me
tell shorty i’ll l!ck her later – first let me spit this hennessy
the ghetto got a cold – my delivery no shivery
i gotta sue the feds – cause the streets need a remedy
but b4 i hock spit – pl-please listen 2 my melody
i blow like yosemite -up theres go calmity
sh-t – theres go profanity – almost lost my insanity
alot of these n-ggas is p-ssy – huh – i guess its just the man in me
so never put ya hands on me or do the foribidden dance with me
theres rules of engagement son – u never had a chance with me
k!ller boom ma ya – i hope understanding me
then throwem out the window – tell him swim 4 the canopy
watch’em split like a c-n-lope – theres no more vanity
ima king – thats god’s son n-gga – who the f-ck u plan 2 be
i’ll buss in ya mouth b-tch – told ya f-ck ya plan b’s
n-ggas scared 2 rap – well f-ck it go 2 plan b
army of darkness – how u k!ll something u cant see
i grew up in the hood with the boogie man & banshees
at night i dream of jeannie, serial k!llers & meyer lansky
im professionale – i just let u die fancy
then cremate’m – i dont create’m – thats nasty
like back in the days – when i was snotball & ashy
til my bugatti the color of snot – now thats cl-ssy
dont make me have 2 pop in ya face like dry acne
ya cew a bunch of looney tunes – ya guns brought from acme
so when u ready 4 war – u dont gotta ask me
k!ller

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