Текст песни Kill On

"AL-RYGHT U BAG UV BONES,
I TIRED UV PLAYIN WITH U,
I WILL TEAR U LIMB FRUM LIMB WITH BEARHANDS,
I AWAIT U,
CUM 2 ME U COWARD!!!"

I pull out pain like rain u knoe im still da same
Im not feelin like Novocain wuz shot n mi brain
C weak MC's don't move me datz y itz e-z
4 me ta stand still whyle u drill 'causeza greezy
'cause mi flo's gatcha sea sick im rocin diz shit
U sinkin quick fasta dan da titanic
Make no mistake ya avisly faker dan fake
I skalp ya ass witta fork and skin ya ass witta rake
Blend up ur entestans and drink'em wit gin
Chop up ur remainder body parts off ta feed ur children
I cutcha dick off but c i gotta finish da crime
I findja wife so she kan eatcha dick 1 last timeBenedictum - Kill On - http://ru.motolyrics.com/benedictum/kill-on-lyrics.html
C i felt on mi ran datchu planed ta n-gan
Datz not an earfquake i jus crakked da groun where i stand
I gatchu shiverin like a naked eskamo
I gatchu shaken like da handz uv people sayin hello
Cum'mere let me introduce u ta mi friend
First name MIC last name ROPHONE now u've metcha end
Once again i struck harda den da average man n battlin
Constantly criplin wack MC's wit mi pen
Farous flo ovadose u need ta tuffin up thug
I only spit part uv mi verse and now u coffin up blood
C diz iz reel HipHop i luvit til da death uv me
Dispertly u tryin da bakk out uv battlin me
Itz 2late meetcha fate c da game wont wait
I guess i riptcha style off da wrong MC's plate
B a parapaletic aftah testin mi flo
I letcha legz & armz go now ur a human torso
U want a piece uv diz ordah it shiftin iz free
And itta awaze arive wit prosice delivery