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Hey, Can i ask you something? Have you ever had 3 killas in the same room at the same time? I have Nielson, Bundy & mothafuckin Clyde Let me set it off with a convict named whisper quick to pistolwhip a motherfucker and his sister it's the return of them 3 individuals ready to break a foo and take a snake into a critical stage of his life grab the gage and the 9 see his trigger have no heart cus he's devoted to his crime time after time you heard him [gunshot] at his enemies [3 gunshots] through the night cathcing felonies foo there aint no remedies cus steadily they creepin through the other side the homocide is what they seekin if your peekin through the courtain foo don't let them catch you slippin for certain youll be hurt and at the hospital for peekin i aint trippin i picture them the nielson, the bundy, and the clyde 3 3 down ass motherfuckers down to ride try to stay away if you wanna keep your pulse [Gun burst] now you're off in a hearse. Nielson, Bundy, & Clyde 3 killas in the same room at the same time One likes guns, another loves bats the third loves blades and dont believe in using gats (x2) Letras de cancionesGotta run whats the matter huh? I see you shakin You see the hitman swinging finally your hood in franklin making this point clear Im here to fight my rivals end them like the Apocalype mothafucka theres no survival His plans are homocidal status 51/50 Blast to break them bones their consience never feeling guilty Dislocating jaws breaking spines with an arrow Hear the dead songs being tuned by the sparrow Let em get ahold of you, feel the pain stages swinging like at the cages now youre handicapped for ages Hitman got a big name, like Babe Ruth For hitting mothafuckas in the mouth and showing proof So don't teeth like jail caps, dont breathe or get cracked or that melon by that felon fuckin around with a baseball bat in fact, you better call your coroner's office and tell them no one on earth can never stop this. Nielson, Bundy, & Clyde 3 killas in the same room at the same time One likes guns, another loves bats the third loves blades and dont believe in using gats (x2) Last but not least it's the enemy of the priest leavin all them hoes deseased and leavin their bodies under the sheets packin meat cleaversice picks and switchblades getting paid for crime play bundy is this killer's name down to shank a bitch, in the chest or in the ass got these people thinking how long they gonna last bash slash boom as he sorts through your remains laughing as you die, he'll look in your eyes and walk away you can pray to the father, the spirit, and the holy ghost, but that wont stop the man from violating all the penal codes you trynna look out the window, you claim you heard something you turned around and found the one who stopped your heart from pumping he's dumpin body parts, in the middle of your park if i was you i wouldnt walk another block if it was dark He's waiting in the ally, ready to stop your blood flow now it's time for you to go, just remember that i told you so. Nielson, Bundy, & Clyde 3 killas in the same room at the same time One likes guns, another loves bats the third loves blades and dont believe in using gats (x2) (Thanks to 1LilO3 for these lyrics) From Letras Mania