let the killers then be warned

it's children of the korn

killing is the norm we don't feel em anymore

and i'm really gon perform

some street kung fu legend shit

they silly and i'm armed

i'm tired of all the peasant shit

we really cause a storm

don't battle if you hesitant

they feel you when you gone

and i'mma leave em dead as shit

gorillaz in a swarm

modern day lynch mob

but ain't no racial cracker shit

louie is the big boss



it's a track meet on a rap beat cause my fast street vocals go through to your headpiece now you dead meat let the lead speak to your head freak or you can check out my deadly radio techniques

bleed em with the frequencies,

see them to their death but do it easily,

stab em with aids needles now you're eazy e

And that money gettin to me

I was just chillin out in the rain

You ain't ever seen them

I get that from my daddy

I was raised in the hood

I was raised on them crackers

I was just chillin in the trap on the block

I was just chillin in the over night

Got a hundred pounds of rap up on em

and a bit of crack and some other shit

got dropped off to meet the mob boss when i flewe in hte mother ship

I gotta get rich before I leave up out that b***h

But I knew that i'd make it

I was rich but now I'm rich

They gotta pay us for it

Even though I got the magic in the money that I just rolled with

I ain't come out here to make a movie split

Real m**********r ever since I got rich

I got no money so f**k it

This be the s**t I live and die over b***h

She get a grip and then she take a sip

I was born to do this

Give me the money clip

I ain't no snitch but a b***h ain't a b***h

And even though I had no money and you still ain't got it



I still ain't had no money and now I regret it

And I have no patience with defendants

Still in the trap tryna find somethin and I wanna stop it

I think we both know how it feels

I was born to hustle since my son was a kid

Sometimes I got to worry 'bout to be in the precinct

I still ain't had no money and now I regret it

But I really don't sip no hints

I can feel your body near it

I'm not metaphors in the precinct while I still got my pageants

You ain't never sold crack unless you got it

I can buy you some precincts

I feel the same way I still gotta rock it

I just got back from the precinct

You were in the hood and you still is coppin it

You still ain't sold a ki than a beach and a fifth

I got the key to my world and I'm still poppin it

So I hopped in the benz and I steal a fifth

Why you poppin s**t and you still is droppin it

You were on the block gettin money with your white lives

Until you pulled up to the scene and you still is coppin it

And I know you ain't bout to lose your lives

You was only in the hood you and daddy used to make lives

And my team is mad cause my still is watchin it

Your house and your house and your hood is a million lives

You could get popped in the hood if you millin it

You could get popped in the hood if you millin it

You was on the block gettin money like saks fifth

How you get that gucci bag and you still the s**t

Your house and your house and your hood is a million lives

KoRn

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