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Done is done Feat. GK-Trill
- (Verse 1)//Khay//
- They always said that words can't hurt ya until these bars dropped
- Now there's a murderer on the loose, and it looks like your alarm's off
- How could you know that your spare key isn't where you placed it
- You stumble in like you'd been drinking shit that was laced with
- Sleeping pills, but you're breathing hard, and your hearts racing
- You can almost feel an intruder, did you hear him hiding in the basement?
- Pacing back and forth, it's Jack Kevorkian, but what's that hatchet for?
- He's done with patience, like Patrick Bateman the way he's all up on ya
- Come to life, like magic made him step from beyond the entendre
- He's got patches stained with blood, who would be creating such a monster
- Why you did Franken, every bad statement you made has come to haunt ya
- Nothing can save ya, from the cracks and lacerations as he starts to hit harder
- No relief, the pain is lasting ages, and every swing seems like it takes longer
- He's all red matching Satan, it ain't your imagination that the pain is growing stronger
- How did you create a revenge exacting sadist only to forget it would turn back on ya?
- You wanted to get back at those who showed you no respect and treated you like an insect
- So you sold your soul to the devil, thinking it was your only path to success
- Well, today you turned twenty seven, and I hope you said your goodbyes because he's come to collect
- (Verse 2)//GK Trill//
- 21 grams, that's the weight of a soul, the same price ill take as a toll
- You won't make it to 28 years old, your fate will be placed on perdition's road
- When I put on the black coat, I'm looking for all the weak ones that, lack hope
- Writing in the devil's bible like a Death Note, I'll body your best quotes
- On hades river, I'm doing backstrokes, waiting on these fat blokes
- Another completed mission, souls in my briefcase nigga like Pulp Fiction
- I Will kill a Christian without sinning, to tell the truth, I'm nothing without religion
- When I study the bible, I'm really trying to study my rival, he's your buddy and idol
- Now your essence is on trail, your souls been in the pawn shop for a while
- I'll pay for it with a smile, then go and add it to my pile
- You know i eat rappers with a forked tongue, man fuck a gun
- Just speaking my name, will start to blackened your lungs
- Show some respect, im the one who took out gods only begotten son
- The black angel over your shoulder, that will make you a soldier
- The army of darkness, lowered into the dark without a harness
- I started off good, then my reputation got tarnished
- Now i buy these souls for cheap, without bargains
- Bitch im the hardest, the alpha narcissist
- Me and my hellcat waiting until midnight
- To release the targets for a bloody harvest
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