witdemkillas funeral

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[Verse 1]
I fuck with them killers, I fuck with them runners
If feds knocking, we ain't running for cover
I got a rocket and so does my brother
I’ll kill anybody, put that on my brothers
I'll kill anybody, he fed, he can get gone
Tell him pull up, I got them big drums
Tell him pull up, turn him to a victim
My choppa horny, that sh—
On my block, he dropped, like a bitch, he gon' die
He a fed, he a opp, he a rat, homicide

[Chorus]
I love it when these motherfuckers die
Murder, that shit be running through my mind
Shit run through my veins, bitch, we not the same
I get a choppa and shoot at his brain
I love the blood falling like rain
Momma told me that I’m fucking insane
I cannot get help, bitch, I never will
I made a motherfucker write his will
Motherfuckers tried to put me on a pill
Bitch, I'm a killer, my job is to kill
I kill anybody, bitch, I cannot feel
I swear to God, this shit don't feel real