[00:00.00] 作词 : Bean, Coles, Rooney
[00:07.553]- My God, so they are killers
[00:09.713]I've heard lots of people say once a man's a killer
[00:12.089]They just keep on killing and killing
[00:13.678]They sort of develop a taste for blood
[00:15.637]- Yeah, that's right.
[00:17.150]They kill one man, or kill ten
[00:19.732]It's all the same (yes).
[00:21.118]After all, they can only hang you once
[00:23.699]
[00:24.011]Both hands clusty, chilling with my man Rusty
[00:26.177]Low down, blew off the burner kinda dusty
[00:28.518]The world can't touch Ghost, purple tape, Rae co-host
[00:31.614]Monty Hall expo, intellect, you read pro
[00:34.468]Son trifling ****, wildflower on the cycle and
[00:37.593]Picked up the broom thought I was Michael-in'
[00:39.536]West Brighton Pool, now I'm into Iron Duels
[00:42.330]Turn Nuns to Earths Whoopi, she at Allah school
[00:44.921]Inhale break beats of hell A-Alikes propel parallel
[00:47.809]Duracell knot, you flash a burnt cell
[00:50.282]Snap out of CandyLand kids, the old rumor is
[00:52.878]Blacks become immune and shit, we never did
[00:55.400]Like eating dead birds, trust the pharmacy over herbs
[00:58.799]Men marrying men, ill they got the urge, pulsar
[01:01.263]Scissor hand wig vanished in the winter, living off land
[01:04.359]You god damn right I **** fans, king me
[01:06.743]Check checkmate props like the micro chip founder
[01:09.706]Neck to neck stock with Bill Gates now
[01:12.085]
[01:12.411]When we hug these mics we get busy
[01:14.480]Come and have a good time with G-O-D
[01:17.514]Make you snap your fingers or wiggle
[01:20.261]Scream, shout, laugh or just giggle
[01:22.781]Shake that body, party that body
[01:25.828]Don't **** with Ghost you'll feel sorry
[01:28.248]That's word, I'm not the herb
[01:30.581]Understand what I'm saying, saying, saying
[01:33.082]
[01:33.484]Hit mics like Ted Koppel, rifle expert
[01:35.815]Let off the Eiffel, burn a flag in your grass, spiteful
[01:38.806]Ringleader set it off, rap Derek Jeter
[01:41.517]Culprit, prince of the game wish you could see us
[01:44.164]We lay low glitter wax full bangles
[01:46.644]Priceless ropes, lay around the God get tangled
[01:49.476]Woolly hair, eyes fiery red, feet made of brass
[01:52.416]Twelve men following me, it be the God staff
[01:55.028]Move, every script's like Miramax
[01:57.439]Smash the big boy, totalled it, Wilshire and Fairfax
[02:00.372]Son beaming wifey on the beach, sipping Zima
[02:02.960]Wu 'binos, to latinos, we love Selena
[02:05.452]Overnight, God schedules, Fed-Ex
[02:07.889]Pretty silhouette velvet nice DNA scroll genetics
[02:10.972]Too hot, to handle one thought from scrambling the mandolin
[02:13.729]Hundred game Wilt Chamberlain, smack 'em, say when
[02:16.413]He rolling up, face wrinkled up, hands is on his nuts
[02:19.285]Yo kid stop fronting on the ground 'fore you get touched
[02:21.918]It's Canada Dry sess with Allah, son
[02:24.401]We want rye, we want it so bad we might cry
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[02:27.497]-For every blow, depends on breath control
[02:30.263]So it's the first thing you must learn
[02:33.100]Fortunately it's easy
[02:35.710]You'll soon learn
[02:38.507]-My God so they are killers
[02:43.783]Killing and killing
[02:44.910]They sort of develop a taste for blood
[02:46.831](My God so they are killers)