Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kill Her, artist - Hopsin. Album song Raw, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 10.04.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Undercover Prodigy
Song language: English
Kill Her |
| Bang out till your brain is loose |
| All your little fun filled days are through |
| Remember that I’m like this thanks to you |
| First of I’m a little psycho, I know |
| Dumb like a mentally retarded kid |
| I ain’t got no friends, no ends to my stress |
| So I chill in the dark and sh*t |
| With a rifle and bomb, knife in my palm |
| Thinking about the motherf*cking lives I’ma harm |
| Swing at me then I’m slicing your arm |
| Then make you videotape me piping your mom |
| Ruthless! |
| Deceitful lies, listen up, you don’t want beef to rise |
| I really wanna murder |
| I’m thinking of taking her out for a pizza slice |
| Then tie her ass up and then beat the life |
| Out her god damn skull till she bleeds and cries |
| The whole f*cking time she was screaming «Why?» |
| F*ck you b*tch, don’t be surprised! |
| Time after time you told me that my album would drop |
| It was all bullsh*t, then the day that it finally did |
| B*tch how come it flopped? |
| It’s Ruthless baby for sho |
| I’m tryna make me some dough |
| Get off your ass and make a motherf*cking marketing plan |
| And then maybe I’ll blow |
| But no! |
| You wanna be a little b*tch about it |
| Thought that I would never do sh*t about it |
| You made a contract with a twist around it |
| So I could never, ever, ever get up out it |
| No outlet so I’m pissed about it |
| I’d be really dumb if I just allowed it |
| Watch your back, you might get surrounded! |
| Bang, bang, bang you hit the ground! |
| Then… |
| (Ill) |
| Tell em all what I came to do — (kill) |
| One word that explains the truth — (real) |
| Bang out till your brain is loose |
| All your little fun filled days are through |
| Remember that I’m like this thanks to you |
| Yea brother you got to feel it just like a killer, killer! |
| Kill her, kill her! |
| Listen up, don’t you ever hate me |
| Cause I’ma blow up like a bomb when I’m detonated |
| See, you be tripping like a n*gga |
| That’s walking with his shoes untied |
| Best believe I’ma set it straight |
| Tie a rope around both of your legs, then hook 'em to 2 cars |
| And drive till they separate |
| Now your soul’s in the sky, try to levitate |
| B*tch you gon' live life in a better place |
| You done f*cked me once, you done f*cked me twice |
| Having me begging to drop must be nice |
| Look at Eazy-E's lovely wife |
| Maybe the reason is my ugly eyes |
| I be the illest when I crush these mics |
| But it never occurred that I must be white |
| You’re the reason I say «f*ck my life» |
| I hate you b*tch, it’s a must we fight! |
| Everybody keep on running around and asking |
| What do be doing with her time |
| I don’t really know though |
| I just keep a low-pro, cause I’m mad with the contract I signed |
| I was so happy at first, then it turned to a curse |
| How’d it happen to me? |
| That’s the question |
| I could not get the answer |
| So now I’m building a casket for to rest in |
| B*tch you ain’t nothing but a big phony |
| Lying to n*ggas, saying you signed with Sony, b*tch |
| None of the staff up there knows me |
| How come my rap career’s moving so slowly, b*tch? |
| Now I got big enough buzz to destroy you and Ruthless |
| You can’t hold me, b*tch |
| I’ma f*ck around and put some steel toes on |
| And kick your ass in the ovaries, b*tch! |
| (Ill) |
| Tell em all what I came to do — (kill) |
| One word that explains the truth — (real) |
| Bang out till your brain is loose |
| All your little fun filled days are through |
| Remember that I’m like this thanks to you |
| Yea brother you got to feel it just like a killer, killer! |
| Kill her, kill her! |