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serial killers - call the cops lyrics

[chorus: ll cool j]
don’t you dare stare, you better move
’cause it might go blaow (uh)
how+how ya like me now? (uh)
rocking my peers, putting suckers in fear
wrecking shop, when i drop
these lyrics that’ll make you call the cops
drop lyrics that’ll make you call the cops
drop lyrics that’ll make you call the cops

[verse 1: demrick & b+real]
let that shots off quick, get your whole squad lit
hold the ground hostage, jump up in a mosh pit
hardcore hip+hop, not for your tik+toks
four albums here, ’bout to hit you with a fist shot
knock ’em unconscious
f+ck around and find out i ain’t f+cking with the nonsense
k!ll ’em at the concert, came, saw, conquered
taking out your roster, hit ’em like a mossberg, blaow
so let me show you all how you prosp up
first it started off with the b+tches seeing rock stars
spitting hot bars, setting fire to a cop car
let the motherf+cker burn brass like a stock car
calling authority, more to be spit morbidly
k!lling for sport, quarterly
sorted these b+tches, war with me (uh)
normally, orally i’m k!lling these b+tches mortally (blaow)
formally, no informally, k!ller of those boring me
[chorus: ll cool j]
don’t you dare stare, you better move
’cause it might go blaow (uh)
how+how ya like me now? (uh)
rocking my peers, putting suckers in fear
wrecking shop, when i drop
these lyrics that’ll make you call the cops (whoop, whoop)
drop lyrics that’ll make you call the cops (whoop, whoop)
drop lyrics that’ll make you call the cops

[verse 2: xzibit & ll cool j]
now when the man rolls through, all the bullsh+t’s stopping
locked up in the air like a chevrolet hopping
got a satellite view of the worst, i’ll k!ll you first
welcome to the turf, greatest show on earth
i see you came to a fork in the road, i unload
buckshot, got you looking like a qr code
hunt down foes, they fold, make them implode
billionaire submarine on the ocean floor
now, don’t you dare stare, you better move
i do my own stunts like tom cruise
i’m on a streak, dying, strictly booze and dog food
the west on my back like my tat from cartoon
hit them with a little bit of venom, let the rhythm hit them
get them, got to go up in them
trigger like a mechanism, educated, never regulated
staying medicated, dedicated, tatted on my face like it’s gang related
[chorus: ll cool j]
don’t you dare stare, you better move
’cause it might go blaow (uh)
how+how ya like me now? (uh)
rocking my peers, putting suckers in fear
wrecking shop, when i drop
these lyrics that’ll make you call the cops
drop lyrics that’ll make you call the cops
drop lyrics that’ll make you call the cops

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