They call me ghetto neighbor, I don't give a fuck Sounds bumping all night steadily waking you up Homies banging on the door because I'm slanging the
roulette and loading live rhymes You ain?t a killa, couldn?t kill a mosquito Talk enough shit to fill the streets of Toledo You ain?t no killa (You all
Oh akon, shoot, bulletproof car Chorus: We give a fucc where U from anybody killa We real give a fucc where U from, anybody killa (westside) Verse
(Anybody Killa) My teacher always said I wouldn't be nothing So I met him in the parking lot said I'ma killer and then I rushed him Sometimes I feel
All this time I spend just writing down These thoughts that build in my head I try to get away but they keep chasing me down They tell me set them free
out through the shades It?s like my whole blocks been hypnotized And now they trying to get to me with this glare from they eyes Just beamin at this killa
giving cause they steadily want So what more could you want from me, would it make you happy to watch me bleed Or are you sticking around to just see if a killa
can make it rain with a dance, yo Watch the earth shift like some loose hips I?m calling bluffs from haters with them thunder lips Let me get a second, watch this killa
When I?m alone in my room smoking on this bong In the back of my mind I wish Christine was called Because I loved that bitch even though she dead She
(ABK) My neighborhoods full of drama, killas and thugs Everybody?s representing by throwing em up With a quick hi, hello, or beat down baby Even the cops
cause this year for Halloween I?ma get fucked up Chorus(x4) (Strict) I once was here but now I?m gone I wrote this song to kill you on Those who knew
up Cause acting like a child is fake Subliminal is what you are to me just a message in a bottle drifting out to sea Can you catch up cause I?m passing fools, Anybody fucking killa
acheive a wish Suffering, body recovering Struggling, when things start bubbling Can't wash away what's not seen guess we all gotta little dirty history Eeeny meeny miney moe made this killa
they was me That?s why the path that they lead is called whack mc?s As my true warrior keep shit real, walking the concrete trails ready to kill at will
homey, man parent be like that sometimes, it?s like they mad at you because they get old. Just don?t go all crazy on me, talking about you going to kill
Why these kids always smelling like a blunt Mommy?s doin? drugs, mommy?s doin? drugs Two mismatched socks and hair fucked up, why Mommy?s doin? drugs,
La La La La La La La La La La La (x4} Chorus (x2) This is where the demons stay My radio, believe me, I like it loud I'm the man with the
in the D Just a native with some war paint actin a fool And some of ya?ll be doing the same things too Smoking weed like it?s free and the first to kill
