Get out..Get out! You can't be in here You have to get out I emplore you Please Please Your all going to die down here.. (static high bitch)
(Timbaland:)
It's life or death Either one The king is back Take heat and run I piss and take a shit on ur beat for fun I killed the game I ain't even use a gun Who better than me Don't make me laugh I run this shit they just chase my ass I ain't talkin shit nigga Just tellin the facts I think all the tracks I'm hearin from niggas is whack I be hearin these niggas What they say in they rhymes I took my spot nobody gave me mine I make the beats that Boom Boom Boom! in they trunk U disagree homie then go on and jump U can bump ur gun U can say what u want Thats all u gon do cuz yall niggas is punks I'm number one you ain't number shit When they need a hit I'm who they gon' and get Talk to me
(Chorus:)
If you got love for me I got love for you If you wont fuck wit me I wont fuck with u We can do it how eva u wanna do Nigga if u don't fuck with me I wont fuck with u Gon' head Kill yourself kill yourself kill yourself Don't kill yourself kill your self kill yourself If I was you I wouldn' fell myself don' kill your self kill your self Kill your self don' kill yourself kill your self kill your self If I was you I wouldn't fell myself
Im tired of niggas Niggas is tired U ain't a G I see bitch in ur eyes If u close to me U suposed to be But most of u rap niggas is hoes to me Wherever u from The question I ask
Is do u think I give a fuck Riddle me that 'Cause in my hood and u jump into hell and back This industry shit to hell wit that I seen em come I seen em go I doubt if u can show me sum'in I ain't seen before Who suposed to be in charge? I need to know When I shake ur hand im a step on ur toe Go getch a gun go getch a click I'mma be ride here chillin wit yo bitch You mad at me 'cause I'm gettin rich Well put the pistol to ur head and empty the clip, pop nigga!
(Chorus:)
If you got love for me I got love for you If you wont fuck wit me I wont fuck with u We can do it how eva u wanna do Nigga if u don't fuck with me I wont fuck with u Gon' head Kill yourself kill yourself kill yourself Don't kill yourself kill your self kill yourself If I was you I wouldn' fell myself don't kill your self kill your self Kill your self don't kill yourself kill your self kill your self If I was you I wouldn' fell myself
See my heart Feel my pain Some of dese stars some is lames How they follow little trends to get they famne I ain't snappin my damn fingers to get in the game U claim u rich Show me son If u got so many dollas then loan me one Fools think they killas they own a gun When u no u bout as sweet as a honey bun Trash your broads behind a bar Like you dat dude frontin hard Vip bands don't make u a star Like we really still don't no who the fuck u are Don't talk behind my back just call me nigga Move my heart to the side Make room to forgive ya If u still wanna hang We'll come to get ya Put the rope around ur neck and jump my nigga!
(Demonic Voice:)
Your all going to die down here Get out get out You cant be in here You're all going to die down here