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ian hinson - kill the deviant (arrest the president remix) lyrics

first let me tell ya about a little idiot
about a little f-ggot that still writes letters to juliet
how do ya know ya ain’t actin’ foolish yet
pulling up is a big mistake
because i’m a three time heavyweight champ
ya can’t even bench half your weight
yeah i’ve been doin this since 2008
i tried to tell ya
if you kept steppin there’d be a murda
in the booth all ya do is use auto-tune
you smell like a wh0r- with bad perfume
happy now, now that you lit the fuse
k!ll that deviant, you got the evidence, that boy is a jdc resident
when it rains it pours
did you know there’s blood on the uniforms
boy, you brought out my h-rns
and tryna replace your halo with th-rns
you think your so hard in your foreign car
prolly because its a push to start

you made me take back my eyes, in all black tonight
yeah that’s right some n-ggas gotta sacrifice
you’re a criminal
i’m a seminal
i was free once, now im clinical
you think you’ll flee to mexico
because its your time to go
you only say that because i k!lled you with this exotic flow
making this for you i had to take it slow
ima roll with the aliens
man f-ck you, ya h0m- sapien
you don’t really wanna make friends
you just wanna get a mercedes benz
all y’all want is your dividends
and decibels f-ck y’all fake friends
y’all treat me like a hooligan
just throw me in, i don’t care about your shenanigans
y’all never play fair
not even when i needed you at the state fair
all y’all did was stare
thats why im here, ima make your -ss lay there
b-tch you better stay there
ima make you close your eyes like its daddy day care
im making myself clearer than william shakespeare
i’m here to take money even fake hair
yeah, so desperate is what i’m left with
for the record you affected
you are so anorexic
so full of sh-t i can’t accept it

k!ll that deviant, k!ll that deviant, k!ll that deviant, you got the evidence
k!ll that deviant, k!ll that deviant, k!ll that deviant, you got the evidence
k!ll that deviant, k!ll that deviant, k!ll that deviant, you got the evidence
k!ll that deviant, k!ll that deviant, k!ll that deviant, you got the evidence
k!ll that deviant, k!ll that deviant, k!ll that deviant, you got the evidence
k!ll that deviant, k!ll that deviant, k!ll that deviant, you got the evidence
k!ll that deviant, k!ll that deviant, k!ll that deviant, you got the evidence
k!ll that deviant, k!ll that deviant, k!ll that deviant, you got the evidence

i reside on the west side
i murder with my third eye
im so fly get a bird’s eye
you’ll be screamin’ bl–dy murder
let’s go meet up at your house
run in and turn the lights out
you treat it like a trap house
now i’m taking the trash out
f-ck these that make you p-ss out
b-tch take all your cash out
i’m so good i’ll make your shout

- ian hinson lyrics

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