WESTSIDE BOOGIE

Killa Mode
I got way more recording to do today Yeah yeah yeah close the door for me bro Yo stop fucking playing with me I don't give a fuck about no bitch, no nigga, on the dead homies On my, my mom, everybody killer Everybody killer, on my mama, everybody killer Killer mode, killer mode, killer mode Let 'em know, better know Killer mode, killer mode, killer mode Let 'em know, better know In the fade with my brain In the fire with my mind 50 bands in a day Wanted more but I'm straight In the fade with my brain In the fire with my mind 50 bands in a day Wanted more but I'm straight Bitch, you a product of war Fuck is you being so positive for? Know it's a bitch that I'm blocking for sure If she think she gon' ask me what time I was born Know that these niggas won't give me this Letras de cancionesNo, I ain't selfish, I'm bringing you with me, woah Better she walk out the door If I ain't let it go, she gon' grow to resent me Hope you forgive me but all of my opposites turn into hurdles All of my problems becoming internal Here go my life where you stuck in a circle Like fuck it I'm hurting, so I might as well hurt you Showing you love, it ain't playing it smart Covered in blood while I'm hanging with sharks Come from the mud, it put stains on my heart Holding a grudge and I'm taking it far In the fade with my brain In the fire with my mind 50 bands in a day Wanted more but I'm straight In the fade with my brain In the fire with my mind 50 bands in a day Wanted more but I'm straight Killer mode, killer mode, killer mode Let 'em know, better know Killer mode, killer mode, killer mode Let 'em know, better know I ain't going no-fucking-where, nigga, make me leave On the dead fucking homies, make me leave *In the fade with my brain* *50 bands in a day* *In the fire with my mind* Your call has been forwarded to our automated Black Superhero Hotline Superhero Number 148 is unavailable Please state your grievances after the bea- From Letras Mania