Krizz Kaliko ft Tech N9ne, Twi - Kill Shit | Текст песни

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• Krizz Kaliko ft Tech N9ne, Twi
• Kill Shit

Verse 1: Krizz Kaliko]
Kali baby
Know we claim we insane seeing Strange do the same thing
Drain the main pain, mainstream [?]
Tell 'em wake it off, tell 'em knock it off, (mane, mane)
Tell that bitch with the pencil to pick it up (Like the primetime)
Coming out the middle is the reason we done took so long
Give 'em this just a little when they d-do it to my song
I'mma make you do a song, [?]
All the rappers ain't compatible, they be fallible
If you wanna challenge me with a battle we better saddle up

Ah uh, I'm ripping my mouth off
And the niggas that mouth off
I'm taking they top off
I'm the dope, and you are the drop-off
My niggas are not soft, ignorants pop off, hot sauce
I'm coming from the planet of Barbie
When niggas are
Spending that scarf, and pick up a clip in a heartbeat
Sending that [?], then I'm getting back to killing 'em softly
Why you gotta do it on me on the c-c-choppers when I did it in the beginning
See they be shaking the fact
That Krizz cray
Really will deliver it in any kind of way
I slow it down for it to be easier to say
Totally awesome dude
I'm a predator and you're awesome food
From up here there's a pretty damn awesome view
And a moment of silence, we just lost a few
Ah uh, bring that back now

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
You already know the outcome
How 'bout turnin up the volume
And watch me kill shit
You already know what I'm talking 'bout
If you don't understand the words that's coming out my mouth
Then watch me kill shit

[Verse 2: Twista]
Twista! They call me Mr. Malevolent
With a style to show that I'm another pistol that's elegant
Kaliko to cut the throat of me no patrollin me
Nickin every syllable Thats strong enough to lift up an elephant
I consist that your as soft as a Marcus and I can send niggas
At you and have em take away your oxygen I could then murder you in another dimension of Diobolical proportions as I find a portaland lock em in
Eat the key up then re-up I'm gone
See the way that I re-up a G up
I'm on
Now I'mma hang my feet up from reeboks, it's on
Niggas this ain't a game put your wii up, I'm grown
A general wanna shut on you be Feelin every person tho everybody can spit it but we still a very packin so much artillery we are like a military and no tellin how may body's we bout Killin berry
Gimme the block then I'mma ball
Because I be tippin
Spending the money when I'm in the mall like tryna be different
Different kinda clothes
Other kinda shoes
When the hoes see the swag they be askin if they can come and kick it
Shorty what you talkin bout just get your homies and come with it I'm over here Gettin drunk up the limousine
Now I got a drunken fast flow
But it don't matter I can still blow the whole party to smithereens
Spitten words in the middle like kali-
Ko we Killin em cause you put together a team
As if you were Pat Riley
Cus ain't nobody compara-
Ble to us if you want it then you know what it means
Twista!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Ay-yay-yay-yay-yay A. Yates
You don’t know the handle then you’re a day late
Death and destruction it is they fate
Because when I get up on a track, it'll be like wait
Sick em deliver, get to flipping
You be the victim and I’mma pick em off
Fix em with a quick, and I’mma knock division off of niggas
No living giving or igging on the rigorous
Look at this, will somebody look at this
I be killing em
Put up or shut up, get up be cut up
It's animosity
Foot in ya gut up, bullet for colors
I’m an atrocity, wicked
I went around, arrange one off, I rip it
I’d rather be red and read