K1LLA ThR1LL
K1LLA ThR1LL

Just To Survive

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LYRICS: -Verse- Look... I’m having a night-mare/ You should take the stab wound right-here/ It’s taking me up into infinity like Buzz Light-year/ It’s getting into me, like the Demon came again/ It’s putting me into a sequence, chronological event/ Freddy Kruger coming to my room, through the door/ With a Machine Gun Kelly song, spinning in his box for war/ I woke up from the dream, turns out I was infamous/ I picked up the pen, and turned my mind into Infinite/ Then my mind got dark like I had night terrors/ I turned the pc on, just to find the right errors/ I’m still on Darkness, and my mind needs a bomb sight/ I was scared fright, when her thick pussy was real tight/ I’m on in the Dark Side, trying to grab the far-knife/ While listening to “Lil Jah Jah”, to end my hard-life/ I like to stare at the dark ceiling, only because.../ I lift open the door, and spill blood on Kruger’s claws/ Because I’m cancerous, and when I diss you wouldn’t wanna answer this.../ Like it was a left phone call home, coming from Canibus/ Wait a minute, Did you call me a pervert/ Bitch, my nerves hurt, stuff your body in a word search/ I don’t even care what the fuck the bird heard/ Im gonna blow the place up just for some research/ I beat a murder case, then go to third base/ Then clean up the whole place, with blood over the frame/ Take this rocket to space, it’s stuck in my pants and Texas State/ Then I take this dick, and slap it onto Alexia’s face/ Admit it, you think I can’t fit my dick in your shit/ But you can’t hit a bitch and bury her body in a pit/ -Hook- Now, Look Alive, then I shook and choked five/ All because a friend told me seven, eight(ate), nine/ Choke all the numbers, and stand em all in a line/ Burn em with a torch, on your porch, just to survive/ -Verse- I got messed up, and dressed up, just for fun/ You couldn’t even get shot when you best-uh, have a gun/ Time to grab a knife and get to bash-in/ Call of Duty or Fortnite ain’t doing nothing but crashing/ Calling yourself a savage, is making you have the action/ Having others kill you to make you look like the bad bitch/ Mother fuckers being a mad bitch, I have it/ You still wanna stop this savage, bitch, I blast it/ And I can’t seem to reek Havoc, and that’s tragic/ And none of you can even reach me and Baddoc/ I reach out to god, and none of you can’t rap shit/ I come out hard with sharp knives when I stab it/ Now I can’t even drown, bitch, I can last it/ You better not have a cheap bitch, just to ravage/ When I come back and fall like the Titanic/ I’m already hot, like a former Dallas Maverick/ Now you “Runnin”, you better run off, to tag it/ Or... Imma be right behind you, just to attack it/ (Stab...) I’m gonna save the dough, I’m gonna stack it/ Inside of a fat ass back-pack, when I pack it/ Says who? When I get you, ima look blue/ Have your arm cut off like Yara, Last of Us Part Two/ Bitch move, splash you, like Chris Smoove/ Stick into place like concrete when it gets smooth/ -Hook- Now, Look Alive, then I shook and choked five/ All because a friend told me seven, eight(ate), nine/ Choke all the numbers, and stand em all in a line/ Burn em with a torch, on your porch, just to survive/

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4 years ago

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4 years ago

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