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Get out, you can't be in here, you have to get out

I implore you

Please, please

You're all going to die down here

It's life or death, either one

The king is back, take heed and run

I piss and take a s**t on your beats for fun

I killed the Game, I ain't even use a gun

Who better than me? Don't make me laugh

I run this shit, haters chase my ass

I ain't talkin' shit, nigga, just tellin' the facts

I think all the tracks I'm hearin' from niggas is whack

I be hearin' these niggas, what they say in their rhymes

I took my spot, nobody gave me mine

I make the beats that "Boom Boom Boom" in they trunks

You disagree, homie, then go on and jump

You can bump your gums, you can say what you want

That's all you gon' do, 'cause you niggas is punks

I'm number one, you ain't nuttin' but s**t

When they need a hit, I'm who they come to get

Talk to me

If you got love for me, I got love for you

If you won't f*ck with me, I won't f*ck with you

We can do it however you wanna do

Nigga, if you won't f*ck with me, I won't f*ck with you

Go 'head

Kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

Go kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

(If I was you, I wouldn't feel myself)

Go kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

Go kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

(If I was you, I wouldn't feel myself)

Yo, hey

I'm tired of niggas, niggas is tired

You ain't a G, I see b***h in your eyes

If you're close to me, you're supposed to be

But most you rap niggas is hoes to me

Wherever you from, the question I ask

Is "Do you think I give a fuck?" Riddle me that

'Cause in my hood, you done been to hell and back

This sinister shit, to hell with that

I seen them come, I seen them go

I doubt if you can show me something I ain't seen before

Who's supposed to be in charge, I need to know

When I shake your hand, I'mma step on your toe

Go get your gun, go get your clique

I'mma be right here chillin' with your b***h

You mad at me, 'cause I'm getting' rich?

Well, put the pistol to your head and empty the clip

Fuck nigga!

If you got love for me, I got love for you

If you won't f*ck with me, I won't f*ck with you

We can do it however you wanna do

Nigga, if you won't f*ck with me, I won't f*ck with you

Go 'head

Kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

Go kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

(If I was you, I wouldn't feel myself)

Go kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

Go kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

(If I was you, I wouldn't feel myself)

See my heart, feel my pain

Some is stars, some is lames

How they follow little trends to get they fame?

I ain't snap my damn fingers to get in the game

You claim you rich, show me, son

If you got so many dollars, then loan me one

Fools think they're killers, they own a gun

When you know you 'bout as sweet as a honey bun

Trashy broads, behind the bar

Like you that dude, you're frontin' hard

VIP bands don't make you a star

Like we really still don't know who the f*ck you are

Don't talk behind my back, just call me, n***a

Move my heart to the side, make room to forgive ya

If you still wanna hang, we'll come to get ya

Put the rope around your neck, jump, my n***a

You're all going to die down here

Get out, get out

You can't be in here

You're all going to die down here

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