Kill Yourself - Album Version (Edited)

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Get out, get out

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

I implore you

Please

Please

You 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 shit on your beef for fun

I killed the game, I ain't even used a gun

Who better than me? Don't make me laugh

I run this shit, they just chase my ass

I ain't talking shit, nigga, just telling the facts

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

I be hearing 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 gum, you can say what you want

That's all you gonna do 'cause y'all niggas is punks

I'm number one, you ain't nothing but shit

When they need a hit I'm who they gonna and get

Talk to me

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

If you won't fuck with me, I won't fuck with you

We can do it however you wanna do

Nigga, if you don't fuck with me, I won't fuck with you

Go ahead

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

I'm tired of niggas, niggas is tired

You ain't a G, I see bitch in your eyes

If you close to me, you supposed to be

But most of 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 into hell and back

This industry shit, to hell with that

I seen 'em come, I seen 'em go

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

Who supposed to be in charge? I need to know

When I shake your hand, Imma step on your toe

Go get you gun, go get your click

Imma be right here chilling with yo bitch

You mad at me 'cause I'm getting rich

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

Pop, nigga

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

If you won't fuck with me, I won't fuck with you

We can do it however you wanna do

Nigga, if you don't fuck with me, I won't fuck with you

Go ahead

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 snapping 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 killers they own a gun

When you know you about as sweet as a honey bun

Trash your broads, behind a bar

Like you that dude, you fronting hard

VIP bands don't make you a star

Like we really still don't know who the fuck you are

Don't talk behind my back, just call me, nigga

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

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

Put the rope around your neck and jump, my nigga

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