Ive got no license to kill
I used to be the most humble until
Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill
Oh you murder? i accidentally kill
You're our own flesh and blood/
Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club
Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill
Licensed to kill and spill the blood of those who think they ill/
Hand to hand in the cold
All this paper i fold
Till we will, fucking kill!
That's aids to the ill
Rhymes flow through me like blood
I thought it'd get better but
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