My God. So, they are killers✦
I've heard lots of people say once a man's a killer,✦ they just keep on killing✦ and killing✦
They sort of develop✦ a taste for blood
Yeah, that's right
They kill one man, or kill ten
It's all the same (Yes)
After✦ all, they can only✦ hang you once
Both hands clusty,✦ chillin' with my man Rusty✦
Low down, blew off the burner,✦ kinda✦ dusty✦
The world can't touch Ghost, purple tape, Rae co-host✦
Monty✦ Hall expo,✦ intellect, you read pro
Son's triflin' fuck, wildflower on the cycle and
Picked✦ up the broom thought I was Michael-in'
West Brighton Pool, now I'm into✦ Iron✦ Duels
Turn nuns to Earths, Whoopi, she at Allah✦ school
Inhale✦ break beats of Hell a-alikes propel✦ parallel
Duracell knot, you flashed✦ a burnt cell
Snap out of Candyland, kids, the old rumor is
Blacks become✦ immune✦ and shit, we never✦ did
Like eating✦ dead birds, trust the pharmacy over✦ herbs
Men marrying men, ill they got the urge, pulsar
Scissor hand wig vanished in the winter,✦ living✦ off land
You goddamn right I fuck fans, king me
Check, checkmate, props like the micro✦ chip founder
Neck to neck stock with Bill Gates✦ now
When we hug these mics we get busy✦ (Busy)✦
Come and have a good time with G-O-D (G-O-D)
Make you snap your fingers or wiggle (Wiggle)
Scream, shout, laugh or just giggle (Giggle)
Shake that body,✦ party✦ that body✦
Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry✦
That's word, I'm not the herb
Understand what I'm saying, saying, saying?
Hit mics like Ted Koppel,✦ rifle expert
Let off the Eiffel,✦ burn a flag in your grass, spiteful
Ringleader set it off, rap Derek Jeter✦
Culprit, prince of the game, wish you could see us
We lay low, glitter wax full bangles
Priceless ropes,✦ lay around the God, get tangled
Woolly✦ hair, eyes fiery✦ red, feet made of brass
Twelve men following me, it be the God staff
Move, every✦ script's like Miramax
Smashed✦ the big boy, totaled it, Wilshire and Fairfax
Sun beamin',✦ wifey✦ on the beach sipping Zima✦
Wu 'binos to Latinos, we love Selena✦
Overnight, God schedules, FedEx
Pretty✦ silhouette, velvet✦ nice, DNA scroll genetics
Too hot to handle, one thought from scrambling the mandolin
Hundred game Wilt Chamberlain, smack 'em, say when
He rollin'✦ up, face wrinkled up, hands is on his nuts
Yo kid, stop fronting on the grounds 'fore you get touched
It's Canada✦ Dry sess with Allah,✦ son
We want rye, we want it so bad we might cry
For every✦ blow, depends on breath control
So it's the first thing you must learn
Fortunately it's easy✦
You'll soon learn
My God. So, they are killers✦
Killing✦ and killing✦
They sort of develop✦ a taste for blood
My God. So, they are killers✦
My God. My God. So, they are killers✦