Kill n*ggaz lyrics
by Q-Tip
[Intro]
Yeah, check, check, I can't, I can't manage I, I can't
(But you must Rick) I can't, I can't manage
(But you must Rick) Ah, sh*t
[Verse 1]
Hoes ass kiss cause I'm like Jason, vision
Releasin' me a basket case from prison—p*ssed
Blood fiendin', the villain like "Wassup y'all"
Deep down schemin' how to kill 'em
Misleadin' a bit, although proceedin' a hit
I made 'em feel I'd never jeopardize my freedom for sh*t
Played the empty headed part
Though the moment they dreaded start, neat
Back of the head and took the credit card
Seen properly decease
Made it look like an everyday robbery to police
And I's out
Police believed a thief pop for surety, a j*rky
Alert the rest to beef up security
And not to get flashy, although another blast occurred
Another brother deservin' to get massacred
Pleasure in poppin' that flea
Should a heard mister tough guy coppin' mad pleas
Not insane, nor am I biased
Though feels good to watch a motherf*cker die before my fly ass
Ain't nothin' to blast, f*ck it
Then I put some crack vials in the ass pocket and was off
Police said a thug awaited, since I didn't leave no evidence
A drug related incident
I still clock the mil' figures, c*ck back triggers
Reason why your girlfriends dig us—cause I kill n*ggas
[Chorus]
You are my shining star, my guiding light, my thug fantasy
You are my shining star, my guiding light, my thug fantasy
[Verse 2]
Well I had it up to here, that's why a brother buckin' trife
And gettin' way with murder, this the motherf*ckin' life
At a jam, nine figure on shelf
While your army a n*gga snickering among self—thieves
Who wanna clock the bread off the next
That's why I'm gonna blow their f*cking head off
Maybe the victor get stuck up
Giving these clowns opportunity to bulk up
They knowin' that the kid crew showers, eye cowers
And leaves for 'bout a good two hours
While they're like 'we could've caught Rick what, for all sort
That's what the as*h*les thought
Tough guy mumblin', I thunderin'
Why I had a motherf*cking AK ya wonderin'
And raise it higher, start giving them the fire
As they scream like high pitch women like Mariah
Blood on the wall like, other brothers ball like they hit
Seein' shots split a motherf*ckers skull like lettuce
Run a n*gga best bet is for another duck in gauge
I'm in a motherf*cking rage
Mask 'bout face, Now figure dash
Smash 'bout 10 ta 15 n*gga ass out
More enemy dug, deceased, caught
Had not, gave one f*ck what police thought (what?)
But first I best provide all brainiacs
With evidence of a suicidal maniac
While I clock the mil' figures, c*ck back triggers
Reason why your girlfriends dig us—cause I kills n*ggas