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serial killers - (w)e (a)re (r)eady lyrics

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[intro: xzibit]
yeah, uh-huh
yeah, only that real sh-t
serial k!ller (k!ller, k!ller, k!ller, k!ller)
yeah

[verse 1: xzibit]
i am authentic, all in this
you all did it to yourselves, k!llin’ all the infidels
i will fight you n-ggas tooth and nail
drinkin’ vodka out the holy grail, while you tuckin’ your tail
rock it up in the cells
i got money for lawyers, i would not go to jail
big bank, wall street, way too important to fail
egg whites, spinach, and kale replace my cellular cell structure
motherf-cker, any percentage of nothin’ is nothin’
br-ss knuckles, warren buffett, never cuffin’, no discussions
(man, get the f-ck out my face)
yeah, n-gga, no discussions
get to the gun, bust it, i get to the bag fast
you n-ggas is not touchin’ x-to-the-z
the power invested in me, i violate and defeat
annihilate, compete, affiliated with streets
open bar entertainment where everybody eats

[chorus: demrick]
lemme tell you what the f-ck is goin’ on in america
one false move, gettin’ shot up in your area
(five men standing, five men fall
one suspect and no one found)
lemme tell you what the f-ck goin’ on in america
billions gettin’ made off of fear and hysteria
(five men standing, five men fall
one suspect and no one found)

[verse 2: demrick & xzibit]
i took a pledge like a que dog
knock a b-tch like a cue ball
carry my weight like a u-haul
serial k!llers is the crew, y’all, nature of the threat
daily threads, -ss, cam, and booyah
rest in power to the godfather
our father in heaven, forgive me, i’ma try harder
bruce willis, i’ma die harder, go farther
no, father never bothered
b-tches call me the real don dada

[verse 3: b-real]
welcome back like carter
life’s harder, work smarter
i’m on a charter plane trip to carta
kickin’ b-tches in the hole, it’s sparta persona, non grata
f-cks, i’m givin’ nada
sippin’ on a piña colada
hear me on the track, trainspotter
w-lly wonka with the gold ticket to a stomp out
real shot in the perif’, and all the comp out

[chorus: demrick]
lemme tell you what the f-ck is goin’ on in america
one false move, gettin’ shot up in your area
(five men standing, five men fall
one suspect and no one found)
lemme tell you what the f-ck goin’ on in america
billions gettin’ made off of fear and hysteria
(five men standing, five men fall
one suspect and no one found)



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