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Timbaland( Timothy Zachary Mosley )
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Kill Yourself
Lyricist:Timothy Clayton, Garland Mosley, Tim Mosley
Get out, get out, you can't be in here You have to get out. I implore you, please, please You're all going to die down here
It's life or death, either one The king is back to heat and run I piss and take a shit on your beat for fun I killed the game, I ain't even use a gun
Who better than me? Don't make me laugh I run this shit, babe just chase my ass I ain't talkin' shit nigga just tellin' the facts I think all the tracks I'm hearin' from niggas is whack
I be hearin' this niggas, what they say in their rimes I took my spot, nobody gave me mine I make the beats, that 'Boom Boom Boom' in their trunks You disagree homie then go on in the junk
You can pump your gun, you can say what you want That's all you gon' do 'cause you niggas is punk I'm number one, you ain't number shit When they need a hit, who do they come to get, talk to me
If you got love for me I got love for you If you won't fuck with me I won't fuck with you We can do it however you wanna do Nigga if you won't fuck with me I won't fuck with you
Go 'head Kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself, go kill yourself Kill yourself, kill yourself If I was you I wouldn't feel myself
Go kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself, go kill yourself Kill yourself, kill yourself If I was you I wouldn't feel myself
I'm tired of niggas, niggas is tired You ain't a G, I see bitch in your eyes If you're close to me, you're supposed to be But most you rap niggas is hoes to me
Wherever you from, the question I ask Is do you think I give a fuck, belittle me that 'Cause you in my hood and you dump into hell and back This sinister shit, to hell with that Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
I seen them come, I seen them go I doubt if you can show me something I ain't seen before Who's supposed to be in charge, I need to know When I shake your hand, I'ma step on your toe
Go get your gun, go get your clique I'ma be right here chillin' with your bitch You mad at me 'cause I'm getting' rich? Put the pistol to your head and enter the clip, fuck nigga
If you got love for me I got love for you If you won't fuck with me I won't fuck with you We can do it however you wanna do Nigga if you won't fuck with me I won't fuck with you
Go 'head Kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself, go kill yourself Kill yourself, kill yourself If I was you I wouldn't feel myself
Go kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself, go kill yourself Kill yourself, kill yourself If I was you I wouldn't feel myself
See my heart, feel my pain Some is stars, some is lames How they follow little trans to get they fame I ain't snap my damn fingers to get in the game
You claim you rich, show me son If you got so many dollars then owe me one Fools think they're killers they own a gun When you know you bought a suit it's a honey bun
Trashy broads, final bar Like you tattooed your frontnin' heart VIP bands don't make you a star Like we really still don't know who the fuck you are
Don't talk behind my back, just call me nigga Move my heart to the side, make room to forgive ya If you still wanna hang, we'll come to get ya Put the rope around your neck, jump my nigga
You're all going to die down here Get out get out, you can't be in here You're all going to die down here
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