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puke king - still will kill lyrics

[hook: akon]
oh, don’t even look at me wrong when i come through the hood
ain’t nuttin change still holla at my homies (like sean more, radakis, reece)
ohh and when i hit the block i still will k!ll (rossweloveross, jason chu)
and i don’t want to, n-gga but i will if i got to (jakil3, cammy, william, mik milne)
k!ll, if n-ggas get to f-cking around
if n-ggas get to f-cking around

[verse 1]
puke king ain’t mewling, i’m puking, i’m spewing
a list of bill’s words, yeah, uh huh, lets do it
the game’s a-foot, like i cut your f-cking ankle off
and shoved it in my ps2 to use it like an -n-logue
you’re p-ssying out now, what the f-ck you shatting for?
see sick’s right all the time, like tides, tell me, am i wrong?
and i don’t skim milk, yeah i skim mixtapes
and i don’t hear sk!lls, so yeah i still skip fakes
and i’m just being real, when i say what sick plays
cos i’m f-cking ill, like my man radakis says
plus i’m awful hectic when i smash the mic
and you are epileptic when i flash the lights
i’mma make you understand me now homes
til i’m familiar in your mouth like my name was household
i’m grown, old too bold for this sh-t
i’mma make you understand me with your wrists slit, b-tches

[verse 2]
any pr-ck dissing sick, gets beat with fists like discipline
my lyrics hit with swiftness just tailored for your listening
i’m sticking in, i’m sickening, i’m thinking i’ve gone crazy
cos this atmosphere is actual weird cos i never shone daily haha
slug, they don’t get me when i speak
call me spock as i prosper, f-ck it, call me god freak
i’mma make your god be, humble as pie
do not preach your rhetoric where sick closes eyes
see, i used to over-think, now i’m over thinking
used to think drinking’s cool, but now i’m sober drinking
you can’t take it all but the kitchen sink i’m taking it
having cheese cut don’t teach you what real greatness is
famous, you ain’t lived enough to claim it yet
i’ll f-ck you face so hard, i’ll earn the t-tle rapist
or rapper, f-ck it, i’ll wrap your knuckles with my fist
f-cking glory hole, you don’t know who you’re f-cking with

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