Kill Shit 歌词
| 歌曲 | Kill Shit |
| 歌手 | Krizz Kaliko |
| 歌手 | YoungStar |
| 专辑 | Kickin' & Screamin' |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Explain [Intro: Tech N9ne] | |
| This is the trip | |
| The best part I, really really like | |
| Yeah, I'm proud to be a part of this number | |
| Ayo, Kali, kill 'em | |
| [Verse 1: Krizz Kaliko] | |
| Kali baby | |
| Know we claim we insane seeing Strange do the same thing | |
| Drain the main vein on mainstream they plain janes | |
| Tell 'em wake it off, tell 'em knock it off, (mine, mine) | |
| Tell if they penciling pick em off (Like the primetime) | |
| Coming out the middle is the reason we done took so long | |
| Give 'em this just a little when they d-do it to my song | |
| I'mma make you do a song, sick it to you a song | |
| Fluents keep movin in the middle with pillows they chewing on | |
| Other rappers ain't compatible, they be fallible | |
| If you wanna challenge me with a battle we better saddle up | |
| I work for battlers, seal it by pittlin pattilin | |
| Tittling tattling rattle them 'till they had enough | |
| And like old liquor, Kali can speak easy, be breezy | |
| And if I lick her, Kali can freak easy, yo breezy | |
| Little shitter and like in P.E. O-N-C's | |
| And if they differ than me | |
| Then they can be eat me in season | |
| Ah uh, I'm ripping my mouth off | |
| And the niggas that mouth off | |
| I'm taking they top off | |
| I'm the dope, and you are the drop-off | |
| My niggas are not soft, ignorants pop off, hot sauce | |
| I'm coming from the planet of Barbie | |
| When niggas are hawk me up until I'm like keeping my car keys | |
| Spreadin that spark, and pick up a clip in a heartbeat | |
| Sit in the star seat, then I'm getting back to killing 'em softly | |
| Why you gotta do it on me on the c-c-choppers when I did it in the beginning | |
| I hit it on it, just the type of me to show 'em im a c-c-c-c | |
| Just put put em in a blender and hit it on it | |
| See they be shaking the fact | |
| Put a snake into the record for the sake of the bat | |
| Uh,maybe stare at ya act | |
| Put the safety from rabies,and maybe that they never had | |
| That Krizz cray | |
| Better yet, call me Kali baby | |
| Really will deliver it in any kind of way | |
| I slow it down for it to be easier to say | |
| Totally awesome dude | |
| I'm a predator and you're awesome food | |
| It's better than when I was offin you | |
| From up here there's a pretty damn awesome view | |
| And a moment of silence, we just lost a few | |
| Ahuh, bring that back now | |
| [Hook: Krizz Kaliko] | |
| You already know the outcome | |
| How 'bout turnin up the volume | |
| And watch me kill shit | |
| You already know what I'm talking 'bout | |
| If you don't understand the words that's coming out my mouth | |
| Then watch me kill shit | |
| [Verse 2: Twista] | |
| Twista! | |
| They call me Mr. Malevolent | |
| With a style to show that I'm another pistol that's elegant | |
| Kaliko to cut the throat of me no controllin' me | |
| Nickin every syllable that's strong enough to lift up an elephant | |
| I consist that you're as soft as a moccasin | |
| I can send niggas at you and have em take away your oxygen | |
| I could then murder you in another dimension | |
| Of diabolical proportions as I find a portal and lock them in | |
| Eat the key up then re-up I'm gone | |
| See the way that I re-up a G up, I'm on | |
| Now I'mma hang my feet up from reeboks, it's on | |
| Niggas this ain't a game put your Wii up, I'm grown | |
| I'm general militia and you be feelin every person | |
| Though everybody can spit it but we still a very | |
| Packin so much artillery we are like a military | |
| And no tellin how many bodies we bout kill and bury | |
| Gimme the block then I'mma ball | |
| Because I be tippin | |
| Spending the money when I'm in the mall I try to be different | |
| Different kinda clothes | |
| Other kinda shoes | |
| When the hoes see the swag they be askin if they can come and kick it | |
| Shorty what you talkin bout just get your homies and come with it | |
| I'm over here throwing up in the limousine | |
| Now I got a drunken fast flow | |
| But it don't matter I can still blow the whole party to smithereens | |
| Splittin' words in the middle like kali- | |
| Ko we Killin em cause you put together a team | |
| As if you were Pat Riley | |
| Cus ain't nobody compara- | |
| Ble to us if you want it then you know what it means | |
| Twista! | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] | |
| Ay-yay-yay-yay-yay A. Yates | |
| You don’t know the handle then you’re a day late | |
| Death and destruction it is they fate | |
| Because when I get up on a track, it'll be like wait | |
| Sick em deliver, get to flipping | |
| You be the victim and I’mma pick em off | |
| Fix em with a quick, and I’mma knock division off of niggas | |
| No living giving or igging on the rigorous | |
| Look at this, will somebody look at this | |
| I be killing em | |
| Put up or shut up, get up be cut up | |
| It's animosity | |
| Foot in ya gut up, bullet for colors | |
| I’m an atrocity, wicked | |
| I went around, arrange one off, I rip it | |
| I’d rather be red and ready then running with the rigits | |
| Don’t be stupid, if you got a minute better run away | |
| You better jump im slumping you cause | |
| Never gonna put the gun away | |
| You better back up off of me or get it | |
| Admit it, I’m killing off everybody and then it | |
| Acquitted | |
| And we knocking, he stopping | |
| Never can beat the cleverness | |
| She joshing, me cocking | |
| Coming to get the head of the Chula | |
| I shoot her because lots a Gouda | |
| That dude'll be foolery, because I socked the ruler | |
| Ay yay yay yay yay yay | |
| Yank em, when he thinking he better then N9na | |
| I gotta spank em, shank em with the thang | |
| For thinking that we'll come & give up the game | |
| We hang the really bane in my sanctum | |
| They don’t really wanna see me | |
| Tecca Nina eating your whole supper like Ziti | |
| When I get to going, I smoke a nigga like a beady | |
| I’m leaving em all dead lips blacker than Miss Sealy | |
| [Hook] |
| Explain Intro: Tech N9ne | |
| This is the trip | |
| The best part I, really really like | |
| Yeah, I' m proud to be a part of this number | |
| Ayo, Kali, kill ' em | |
| Verse 1: Krizz Kaliko | |
| Kali baby | |
| Know we claim we insane seeing Strange do the same thing | |
| Drain the main vein on mainstream they plain janes | |
| Tell ' em wake it off, tell ' em knock it off, mine, mine | |
| Tell if they penciling pick em off Like the primetime | |
| Coming out the middle is the reason we done took so long | |
| Give ' em this just a little when they ddo it to my song | |
| I' mma make you do a song, sick it to you a song | |
| Fluents keep movin in the middle with pillows they chewing on | |
| Other rappers ain' t compatible, they be fallible | |
| If you wanna challenge me with a battle we better saddle up | |
| I work for battlers, seal it by pittlin pattilin | |
| Tittling tattling rattle them ' till they had enough | |
| And like old liquor, Kali can speak easy, be breezy | |
| And if I lick her, Kali can freak easy, yo breezy | |
| Little shitter and like in P. E. ONC' s | |
| And if they differ than me | |
| Then they can be eat me in season | |
| Ah uh, I' m ripping my mouth off | |
| And the niggas that mouth off | |
| I' m taking they top off | |
| I' m the dope, and you are the dropoff | |
| My niggas are not soft, ignorants pop off, hot sauce | |
| I' m coming from the planet of Barbie | |
| When niggas are hawk me up until I' m like keeping my car keys | |
| Spreadin that spark, and pick up a clip in a heartbeat | |
| Sit in the star seat, then I' m getting back to killing ' em softly | |
| Why you gotta do it on me on the ccchoppers when I did it in the beginning | |
| I hit it on it, just the type of me to show ' em im a cccc | |
| Just put put em in a blender and hit it on it | |
| See they be shaking the fact | |
| Put a snake into the record for the sake of the bat | |
| Uh, maybe stare at ya act | |
| Put the safety from rabies, and maybe that they never had | |
| That Krizz cray | |
| Better yet, call me Kali baby | |
| Really will deliver it in any kind of way | |
| I slow it down for it to be easier to say | |
| Totally awesome dude | |
| I' m a predator and you' re awesome food | |
| It' s better than when I was offin you | |
| From up here there' s a pretty damn awesome view | |
| And a moment of silence, we just lost a few | |
| Ahuh, bring that back now | |
| Hook: Krizz Kaliko | |
| You already know the outcome | |
| How ' bout turnin up the volume | |
| And watch me kill shit | |
| You already know what I' m talking ' bout | |
| If you don' t understand the words that' s coming out my mouth | |
| Then watch me kill shit | |
| Verse 2: Twista | |
| Twista! | |
| They call me Mr. Malevolent | |
| With a style to show that I' m another pistol that' s elegant | |
| Kaliko to cut the throat of me no controllin' me | |
| Nickin every syllable that' s strong enough to lift up an elephant | |
| I consist that you' re as soft as a moccasin | |
| I can send niggas at you and have em take away your oxygen | |
| I could then murder you in another dimension | |
| Of diabolical proportions as I find a portal and lock them in | |
| Eat the key up then reup I' m gone | |
| See the way that I reup a G up, I' m on | |
| Now I' mma hang my feet up from reeboks, it' s on | |
| Niggas this ain' t a game put your Wii up, I' m grown | |
| I' m general militia and you be feelin every person | |
| Though everybody can spit it but we still a very | |
| Packin so much artillery we are like a military | |
| And no tellin how many bodies we bout kill and bury | |
| Gimme the block then I' mma ball | |
| Because I be tippin | |
| Spending the money when I' m in the mall I try to be different | |
| Different kinda clothes | |
| Other kinda shoes | |
| When the hoes see the swag they be askin if they can come and kick it | |
| Shorty what you talkin bout just get your homies and come with it | |
| I' m over here throwing up in the limousine | |
| Now I got a drunken fast flow | |
| But it don' t matter I can still blow the whole party to smithereens | |
| Splittin' words in the middle like kali | |
| Ko we Killin em cause you put together a team | |
| As if you were Pat Riley | |
| Cus ain' t nobody compara | |
| Ble to us if you want it then you know what it means | |
| Twista! | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 3: Tech N9ne | |
| Ayyayyayyayyay A. Yates | |
| You don' t know the handle then you' re a day late | |
| Death and destruction it is they fate | |
| Because when I get up on a track, it' ll be like wait | |
| Sick em deliver, get to flipping | |
| You be the victim and I' mma pick em off | |
| Fix em with a quick, and I' mma knock division off of niggas | |
| No living giving or igging on the rigorous | |
| Look at this, will somebody look at this | |
| I be killing em | |
| Put up or shut up, get up be cut up | |
| It' s animosity | |
| Foot in ya gut up, bullet for colors | |
| I' m an atrocity, wicked | |
| I went around, arrange one off, I rip it | |
| I' d rather be red and ready then running with the rigits | |
| Don' t be stupid, if you got a minute better run away | |
| You better jump im slumping you cause | |
| Never gonna put the gun away | |
| You better back up off of me or get it | |
| Admit it, I' m killing off everybody and then it | |
| Acquitted | |
| And we knocking, he stopping | |
| Never can beat the cleverness | |
| She joshing, me cocking | |
| Coming to get the head of the Chula | |
| I shoot her because lots a Gouda | |
| That dude' ll be foolery, because I socked the ruler | |
| Ay yay yay yay yay yay | |
| Yank em, when he thinking he better then N9na | |
| I gotta spank em, shank em with the thang | |
| For thinking that we' ll come give up the game | |
| We hang the really bane in my sanctum | |
| They don' t really wanna see me | |
| Tecca Nina eating your whole supper like Ziti | |
| When I get to going, I smoke a nigga like a beady | |
| I' m leaving em all dead lips blacker than Miss Sealy | |
| Hook |
| Explain Intro: Tech N9ne | |
| This is the trip | |
| The best part I, really really like | |
| Yeah, I' m proud to be a part of this number | |
| Ayo, Kali, kill ' em | |
| Verse 1: Krizz Kaliko | |
| Kali baby | |
| Know we claim we insane seeing Strange do the same thing | |
| Drain the main vein on mainstream they plain janes | |
| Tell ' em wake it off, tell ' em knock it off, mine, mine | |
| Tell if they penciling pick em off Like the primetime | |
| Coming out the middle is the reason we done took so long | |
| Give ' em this just a little when they ddo it to my song | |
| I' mma make you do a song, sick it to you a song | |
| Fluents keep movin in the middle with pillows they chewing on | |
| Other rappers ain' t compatible, they be fallible | |
| If you wanna challenge me with a battle we better saddle up | |
| I work for battlers, seal it by pittlin pattilin | |
| Tittling tattling rattle them ' till they had enough | |
| And like old liquor, Kali can speak easy, be breezy | |
| And if I lick her, Kali can freak easy, yo breezy | |
| Little shitter and like in P. E. ONC' s | |
| And if they differ than me | |
| Then they can be eat me in season | |
| Ah uh, I' m ripping my mouth off | |
| And the niggas that mouth off | |
| I' m taking they top off | |
| I' m the dope, and you are the dropoff | |
| My niggas are not soft, ignorants pop off, hot sauce | |
| I' m coming from the planet of Barbie | |
| When niggas are hawk me up until I' m like keeping my car keys | |
| Spreadin that spark, and pick up a clip in a heartbeat | |
| Sit in the star seat, then I' m getting back to killing ' em softly | |
| Why you gotta do it on me on the ccchoppers when I did it in the beginning | |
| I hit it on it, just the type of me to show ' em im a cccc | |
| Just put put em in a blender and hit it on it | |
| See they be shaking the fact | |
| Put a snake into the record for the sake of the bat | |
| Uh, maybe stare at ya act | |
| Put the safety from rabies, and maybe that they never had | |
| That Krizz cray | |
| Better yet, call me Kali baby | |
| Really will deliver it in any kind of way | |
| I slow it down for it to be easier to say | |
| Totally awesome dude | |
| I' m a predator and you' re awesome food | |
| It' s better than when I was offin you | |
| From up here there' s a pretty damn awesome view | |
| And a moment of silence, we just lost a few | |
| Ahuh, bring that back now | |
| Hook: Krizz Kaliko | |
| You already know the outcome | |
| How ' bout turnin up the volume | |
| And watch me kill shit | |
| You already know what I' m talking ' bout | |
| If you don' t understand the words that' s coming out my mouth | |
| Then watch me kill shit | |
| Verse 2: Twista | |
| Twista! | |
| They call me Mr. Malevolent | |
| With a style to show that I' m another pistol that' s elegant | |
| Kaliko to cut the throat of me no controllin' me | |
| Nickin every syllable that' s strong enough to lift up an elephant | |
| I consist that you' re as soft as a moccasin | |
| I can send niggas at you and have em take away your oxygen | |
| I could then murder you in another dimension | |
| Of diabolical proportions as I find a portal and lock them in | |
| Eat the key up then reup I' m gone | |
| See the way that I reup a G up, I' m on | |
| Now I' mma hang my feet up from reeboks, it' s on | |
| Niggas this ain' t a game put your Wii up, I' m grown | |
| I' m general militia and you be feelin every person | |
| Though everybody can spit it but we still a very | |
| Packin so much artillery we are like a military | |
| And no tellin how many bodies we bout kill and bury | |
| Gimme the block then I' mma ball | |
| Because I be tippin | |
| Spending the money when I' m in the mall I try to be different | |
| Different kinda clothes | |
| Other kinda shoes | |
| When the hoes see the swag they be askin if they can come and kick it | |
| Shorty what you talkin bout just get your homies and come with it | |
| I' m over here throwing up in the limousine | |
| Now I got a drunken fast flow | |
| But it don' t matter I can still blow the whole party to smithereens | |
| Splittin' words in the middle like kali | |
| Ko we Killin em cause you put together a team | |
| As if you were Pat Riley | |
| Cus ain' t nobody compara | |
| Ble to us if you want it then you know what it means | |
| Twista! | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 3: Tech N9ne | |
| Ayyayyayyayyay A. Yates | |
| You don' t know the handle then you' re a day late | |
| Death and destruction it is they fate | |
| Because when I get up on a track, it' ll be like wait | |
| Sick em deliver, get to flipping | |
| You be the victim and I' mma pick em off | |
| Fix em with a quick, and I' mma knock division off of niggas | |
| No living giving or igging on the rigorous | |
| Look at this, will somebody look at this | |
| I be killing em | |
| Put up or shut up, get up be cut up | |
| It' s animosity | |
| Foot in ya gut up, bullet for colors | |
| I' m an atrocity, wicked | |
| I went around, arrange one off, I rip it | |
| I' d rather be red and ready then running with the rigits | |
| Don' t be stupid, if you got a minute better run away | |
| You better jump im slumping you cause | |
| Never gonna put the gun away | |
| You better back up off of me or get it | |
| Admit it, I' m killing off everybody and then it | |
| Acquitted | |
| And we knocking, he stopping | |
| Never can beat the cleverness | |
| She joshing, me cocking | |
| Coming to get the head of the Chula | |
| I shoot her because lots a Gouda | |
| That dude' ll be foolery, because I socked the ruler | |
| Ay yay yay yay yay yay | |
| Yank em, when he thinking he better then N9na | |
| I gotta spank em, shank em with the thang | |
| For thinking that we' ll come give up the game | |
| We hang the really bane in my sanctum | |
| They don' t really wanna see me | |
| Tecca Nina eating your whole supper like Ziti | |
| When I get to going, I smoke a nigga like a beady | |
| I' m leaving em all dead lips blacker than Miss Sealy | |
| Hook |
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