Killer

Pennywise, yes, meet Georgie Georgie, meet Pennywise Now, we aren't strangers Are we? Ah ah Yeah Guess who? RBD's the new villain Loose, and I'm chillin' in the booth And I'm killin' Punches got your tooth in the ceiling This is proof that I'm still in this bitch Truth that was hidden Witness the fruit that's forbidden The sickness You go chew penicillin Chale the way the song dey go ebe like Atilla part two These muhfuckas still in awe But I'm finna kill 'em all too I'm finna call Cue Chale when we hit 'em up Ego be cinema, dude Drill 'em through rap when I slaughter You goin' overboard If that is your M.O., b, dick around — And get capped — in the water with a harpoon Bitch, I ain't tryna sell a dream Took a fall but it's time to get up Each line is set up perfectly Each rhyme is clever I cut off some niggas And I ain't regret a fucking thing See all the luck it brings, When corrupted links die and ties are severed This line's for Stella She nodey fit tell if I dey try get uhh...head Or I dey try behead am Wicked! Wicked! Gonna make you niggas wanna quit this Cryptic! Cryptic! Gonna be a goner when you get this Business! Business! This game we dey run am with the quickness Litness! Litness! You go fit be fire but nobody go fit this Killer Killer Killer Killer Killer Killer Killer Killer Killer RBD's back from prison Back with a vision Chale I never go slack on a mission (Go time!) Lyrics are attracting division (Oh my!) Niggas steady trackin' the pidgin (So fly!) Think it's easy like you're trappin' a pigeon? (Bro, try!) But your disses are lackin' precision You can diss a peer But chale make you never attack a magician F*ck all the tracks you made! This track you dey listen be Rak, Em, Jay And Pac in addition The lyrics are crack in the kitchen The recipe's calculated like a mathematician When Rudy evaced the grave he stayed intact You hate the fact that I've risen Ma rap's insane Colourful Even these bars are light — passed in a prism Niggas be fuckin' with Rude Chale tell 'em all they fuckin' with who? (Atilla!) Niggas be fuckin' with Rude Better tell 'em all they fuckin' with who? (A killer!) Now they got nothing to do Abi you barb, got 'em stuck in the booth And producin' nothing like a duck and a goose Make you no dey do like you got something to prove Bitch Wicked! Wicked! Gonna make you niggas wanna quit this Cryptic! Cryptic! Gonna be a goner when you get this Business! Business! This game we dey run am with the quickness Litness! Litness! You go fit be fire but nobody go fit this Killer Killer Killer Killer Killer Killer Killer Killer Killer