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