Lirieke:
Kill Christ

like I'm Kobe when I rep the west Bitches out here hopin for a trick, my pockets out of use I keep it G, like my nigga Chris and hit em with a deuce

casino, Hey you, shawty what it do, Whip so sick you can call it bird flu, Got the top back hair blowing in the air, Imma 'bout to kill it this year,

for real, lose your tooth and nails Try to fight it, try to deny it Stupid you will feel, what I do, I do at will Shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill

hate me You love me too And you even know it My brother in the back Yellin please dont do it! (dont do it!) Chris Brown killed it So Im about to blow it Im a serial killer

get that break Why you ain't stackin' instead of tryin' to be fly? Why is rattin' at an all time high? Why are you even alive? Why they kill Tupac n' Chris

don't even want you looking at me Motherfucker, get inside Get inside, get inside Motherfucker Get inside, get inside Motherfucker Get inside, get inside Motherfucker Get inside, get inside, inside Christ

this morning I was feeling kind of high It was me, Jesus Christ and Haile Selassie Selassie said greetings in the name of the most high, Jah Rhastafari, Christ

killed the Kennedys?" Well after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadours Who get killed

chris rock were you at I heard you say some shit about some blacks Nigga, this been your ass back Come see the real deal Stay in the fields nigga These niggas will kill