a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

mikekill - intro (prod. windwxs) lyrics

[verse: mikek!ll & vengence]
cooked in the studio made an ep
all them around me they wanna be me
take a step back and i shoot its a three
in the right spot and i make her knees weak
left on delivered we lost our whole streak
murder some b+tch and i dump in the creek
he talking sh+t so i call him a geek
can’t even concentrate cause i’m too geeked
thanks to big curry he start my career
now i’m above him and that is so clear
lookin for death as it always draws near
dont give a f+ck so i sip on my beer
to get away i go smoke on a pier
he actin zesty i think he a queer
goin bout 80 right into a deer
when i walk in b+tches show me they rear
flippin my car you could call me paul walker
got the high ground you could call me skywalker
your shoes are cheap they come from the footlocker
through yo ass into davy jones’ locker
mikek!ll and skitt we are so f+ckin lit
when i’m on stage b+tches flash me they tits
drevan got no bars he throwin a fit
not switchin flow we be switchin to skitt
[verse: skitt productions]
b+tches be going with h+lla positions
they want my d+ck gotta pay intermission
everyone wants to make music with me
i’ll hop on the track under certain conditions
everyone b+tch shaking onto my side
they on my d+ck every b+tch wants to ride
got like 10 b+tches i f+ck em’ behind
b+tch i ain’t loyal like bonnie and clyde
pull up i’m shooting i’m making rounds spread
all my shots hittin all i see is red
ask me to hit they are better off dead
shut the f+ck up and just hop in the bed
people don’t argue you hear what i said
f+ckin’ a b+tch and her cheeks get to clappin
right after that i get on the mic rapping
spittin’ my lines so my sh+t get to slappin’
gave her my d+ck couldn’t take it she tappin’
d+ck doesn’t fit in her mouth now i’m laughing
pull out the glock and it put you to sleep
now you are gone bury you 6 feet deep
your family mournin’ all they do is weep
i’m in the shadows like i am a creep
countin’ these bodies like i’m countin’ sheep
pop all these percocet’s like i am peep

- mikekill lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS