Tales of a Killa lyrics

[VERSE 1]
Knocking on the mother f*cking door of the devil
Got my nine, on my hip
And it’s loaded with a full clip
b*tch, drop ‘em off
Cause you know I got my mask on
Master of my craft
So you know I ain’t taking long
Kill a f*ckboy in his sleep
And I hit/hid his bong
Tone to his motherf*cking moms in the living room
Even killed his stupid little dog with a silver spoon
Hydra Mane, the evil ghost
In vain I bring the f*cking doom
Meet me in the cemetery
Six o clock, bring your Glock
[???]
With the hollow points in the field
We don’t f*ck with cops
Bringing evil to your doorstep
Trick, I will never stop
Rip a whole face off and f*ck it in the eye socket
Rocket to an old man
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Lay em in a coffin
Tales of a real life killa
This won't happen [?]
[Chorus]