![Kill or Be Killed - Jay Rock, Tech N9ne, Krizz Kaliko](https://cdn.muztext.com/i/3284751865233925347.jpg)
Date of issue: 25.07.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Top Dawg Entertainment
Song language: English
Kill or Be Killed |
You woke up this morning |
Not knowing blood will be on your garmits, |
Hour glasses and informants |
Look that’s crawling down your harness, |
See them demons and them omens staring at you |
Mind control they want your soul |
And then your rolling with them just know where you going,(hellbound) |
Twelve rounds came out that 4, |
5, look up to see 25 that’s alot,(let's rewind) |
When you pulled up on them 6's bust a pistol busting |
bitches nigga’s looking suspicious load em' up while |
you,(switching switching) |
Hungry enough to come and get you, |
Hope the gun is coming with you, |
Gonna have to shoot it out or shoot infront (won't pitch em') |
Time is now you wasn’t focused you seemed up like you had posted, |
No tags it was stolen and then it was murder motives, |
Blink of a eye you looking right at yo demise as they |
hopping out they gonna ride |
It’s a homicide on yo life, |
The coldest thing you didn’t see and now you laying there bleeding |
Hopeness they keep out your weakness and now you hope to see light, |
See out of my body’s where they |
want me, they think they can catch me slipping they |
want me, so I sleep with one eye open, |
cause you never know when you wake up and you’re gone, |
Now the doctors they operating pumping |
your heart infront of yo momma yo dogs |
If you don’t make it you gone, |
On the way to the trauma center |
They taking to long swerving in and out of traffic |
yo mamma tell you,(hold on) |
Your bodies filled up with holes |
You feel your body getting colder smelling that death |
in the air the reaper waiting for your soul, |
While your fighting for your struggling to get some |
air yeah, when that line flat then it’s a tag on yo toe, |
As your soul start to travel out your flesh you see |
yourself lying on that gurney all bloody buddy it’s a mess, |
Wish the best upon your flesh |
But your flesh might be dissapointed, |
Pray to god that you anointed while awaiting your op union, |
While he pointing in that waiting room |
Going through the motions all the screaming and comotion |
As they split yo body open, |
for the surgery and accertainly as seems that it’s |
over better pray that you hold over, |
Call your bloods how you was potent, |
I said maybe cause your safety is for certain out your hands, |
Not your momma not your daddy not your girl not your mans, |
None can save you hope they play you in a memory when you fly, |
You made but your ligaments ain’t alive |
Wish you had died |
Threatining messages punk |
got ahold of my voicemail, |
Plotting and planning damaging, on giving this boy hell, |
Hopped off of my boy hell, |
Man I hope they enjoy shells, |
Dropped, all up on they property gotta get cist when this toy yell, |
Nigga I ain’t dying just cause you jealous |
I’m gettin' relish and I sell it my shit developed |
So well that a deaf view can tell it, |
I smell it he femalish roll up cause his gal I nail it spell it, |
B-i-t-c-h but killa’s wit' a sells pitch, |
I’m gonna be dropping chopping alotta of body’s gonna dropping from this, |
Never gonna be another motherfucka fucking living in |
my land will wanna be talking some shit, |
Cause I got kids niggas, |
And I do it big nigga |
But for the safety of my babies crazy now look what I done did nigga, |
Hop off my tour bus in your town I’ma scope you out, |
Hoping that I find you when I hear that shit that you spoke about, l |
Like I’m goin' feel shit, |
Like it’s gonna be a real hit, |
But you’re just like that chick that gave you my number a little bitch, |
Been in your town over and over you still absent, |
And I do meet n greets, nigga you fo’real acting, |
I’m sick of yo ill yapping you gonna get your grill blackend, |
That’s from the steel clapping that’s 5'6 vill rapping |
it will happen, bitch! |
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Artist lyrics: Jay Rock
Artist lyrics: Tech N9ne
Artist lyrics: Krizz Kaliko