I'm going in for the kill I'm doing it for a thrill

I don't understand another girl of mine.

I'm going in for the kill I'm doing it for a thrill

understand another girl of mine

Yeah, I make movies with the words like a screenwriter.

They say I'm fire with the hands like Street Fighter.

That's a couple punchlines just to set it off.

Keep the safety off the Thule case, I gotta let it off.

If it's something on your chest, nigga, let it off.

I put the burner to a nigga face, bet he talk.

It's not my fault you the herb type.

But if you heard Scully nice, then you heard right.

I'm playing high, I don't take bird flight.

Not the nerd type nigga, I don't word fight.

I'm past ill, I'm too real Both got knocked by the cops but you squeal I eat the whole industry up with two meals

Turn white tees red with the blue steel This is my lane nigga move over

I strangle niggas balls and I shoot soldiers.

And you'll understand.

I'm going in before the kill I'm due

And you'll understand

Yeah.

I spit real shit, only the real feel That's why they feel it when I spit it, I'm the real deal I'm laid back nowadays, Scully real chill But don't get it fucked up

Cause I will kill.

The street accolades only half mine.

I breezed through the first half, now it's halftime.

Second half, look for me to turn it up.

I bring fire to your cypher, yeah, I burn it up.

Hard-pressed to find a nigga that's sick with it.

I have niggas past dizzy by the fifth sentence.

Keep it blicky, but I rarely have to use it.

Unless a nigga think his shoe five is just music.

These random shot poppers just shootin'.

I think we got a problem called Houston.

They can't be they self, they be stealin' my style, they swag boostin'.

Throw some tires on your feet, nigga, keep it moving.

That's how I'm supposed to make it to the promised land.

With word paraphernalia and rap contraband.

Got the crowd going crazy like a rocker band.

That's why they love it when I score like a soccer fan.

All black wardrobe like the goth rapper.

It's the book of SK and I'm the lost chapter.

It's full synthetic, yeah, the word slick.

The bitches say I smell good like a perp spliff.

I'm doing it for a thrill I'm hoping you'll understand

And I let go of mine I'm going in before they kill me

I'm doing it for a thrill I'm hoping you'll understand

Another girl of mine