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Killah
Standin' on the corner,
smokin' that grass
And the boys all pass me by
Talkin' some shit with
your hand on my ass
I'm a murderer in disguise
Yeah, you wanna be cool,
but you're makin' me mad
Bite my lip, it starts to bleed
Yeah, it tastes so good,
but I gotta be bad
If I'm gonna get you home
Gonna make the curtains scream,
believe it
Gonna make the ceiling
shake for me
I'ma be a full-time
bedroom demon
I'm gonna make you scream,
that's a matter of fact
I'll be your fantasy
I'm a killah
And, boy, you're gonna
die tonight
Oh, killah, killah,
killah, killah
I'm a killah
And, boy, you're gonna
die tonight
Oh, killah, killah,
killah, killah
Killah
Im lightin' up
my final cigarette
I'll burn a hole right
through your eyes
Lookin' at you like
a zombie killah
Hungry for a homicide
If I get you alone under
your skin and bone
I'ma try you on for size
I'm 'bout to wear you out
like my favorite suit
Wools paralyzed
Gonna make the curtains cream,
believe it
Gonna make the ceiling
shake for me
I'ma be a full-time
bedroom demon
I'm gonna make you scream,
that's a matter of fact
I'll be your fantasy
I'm a killah
And, boy, you're gonna
die tonight
Oh, killah, killah,
killah, killah
I'm a killah
And, boy, you're gonna
die tonight
Oh, killah, killah,
killah, killah
Killah
Ah
Killah
Woo (Killah)
I'm a killah
And, boy, you're gonna
die tonight (Hey)
Killah
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