Tears
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Killmart
Killmart takin' over, that global domination, no matrix
Send the nation for you lames and basics
Half the time I wanna die, all you rapper cutie pies
Listen to my message, put it in a bottle, chuck it
Get to actin' naughty
I might search for better bodies
In a alleyway behind them vent up in a grave
Rockin' chains, I freed a couple slaves
(Looking) Looking for a better day
Mommy's money, drugs and ways
Austin Powered up in place
You a pistol, I'm a cane
Searching for the better days
Catch me in a photo shoot
Catch me in a fuckin' booth
Catch me in a (?)
Shoot me young, leave my body bloody
Kill and Pool no Kanye
Fuck everybody that's talking about me
(?)
I never really know the reason you do to me
Your bitch, she always (?)
Don't give a fuck if you falling off balconies
(?) I don't need alchemy
Do or without, she said "no need to vouch for me"
Fuck everybody that (?)
Fuckboy, get the fuck out my face
I don't fuck with you, boy, if you stepping out of place
Keep the fuck, out the way
I can see that you' fake
All you pussy fuckin' rappers
I don't wanna know your name (ay)