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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

You wanna be cool

But you're makin' me mad

Bite my lip, it starts to bleed

It tastes so good but I gotta be bad

If I'm gonna get you home

Gonna make the curtains cream believe it

Gonna make the ceiling shake for me

I'ma be a full-time bedroom diva

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

Killah, killah, killah, killah

I'm a killah

And boy you're gonna die tonight

Killah, killah, killah, killah killah

A-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 diva

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

Killah, killah, killah, killah

I'm a killah

And boy you're gonna die tonight

Killah, killah, killah, killah killah

Killah

I'm a killah

And boy you're gonna die tonight

Killah