Killer
• Written by Magic-Maker
(Chorus)
A killer he's rabid
Until he gets blasted
He's filled with madness
He drinks his liquid gladness
Until he passes out
He lashes out
Until he crashes down
Landon
Everyone can see your hand on
Austin's cock
You act like a jock
You stash drugs while they talk
Give me a hand gun
Quit talking shit
Your bitch is dropping it
Scared to ask for the tits
Spread her legs its
The next man's turn
Watch again and learn
(Chorus)
You would always laugh when
I got pushed around but now look who's laughing
As I put the round
Between your eyes
Believed your lies
Too many times
Too many jibes
Through any chrome barrel
I roam feral
Just know
That I feel you must go
I'm ready to fight hoe
(Chorus)
Put you in the hospital
So they put me in a cell
Like a fucking rebel
It ain't nothing special
I'm just doing my civil duty
I'm a little moody
But can you blame me
I start to break free
Of the chains holding me
A cold decree
No more smoking trees
No more blowing knees
(Chorus x2)
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Magic-Maker
Member since April 10 2019