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tone - killing spree lyrics

[verse 1]
night started with a buzz like chea
used to spit with doug lightyear
got some woody for your girl so these horses come in handy
that bud light you should hand me
never lighters, i don’t light up
but my n-ggas keep the gram g
f-ck the fame i want the grammy
then maybe granny can jam to my sh-t like “this my grandson”
i’m about to make a grand scene
and to think it started with some bud and heineken
you taste the blood on my hiney?
cause i been working my -ss off
i highly suggest you hop off my d-ck
before you catch a high knee
k!lling sh-t beats screaming hide me
so hide them
k!lling sh-t

[verse 2]
it’s a k!lling spree mother f-cker
i’m not a sneaker head but i do sneak the head
collecting numbers like a phone book
then call em back to get my shows booked
lines i spit got these mc’s so shook
i see red, simon red, that’s so suge
this ain’t a part time it’s pac time i’m part nas i give you power
i’m just starting where the lebron powder
i plow her, reconstruct the p-ssy
d-mn right i drilled the sh-t, k!lling sh-t
end of the day i just hope you feel this sh-t
i hope you feel this sh-t
on the toilet writing this as real as it gets
want to call me out go ahead be my guest
i don’t give a nut about opinions i guess
ignorance is bliss, maybe i’m just blessed
or old enough to know i’m too young to know
everything. d-mn i’ll end on that note
just k!lling sh-t

- tone lyrics

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