Lyrics Kill Her - Hopsin

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!