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Killer (Remix)

アーティスト:Eminem, Jack Harlow & Cordae  アルバム:Killer (Remix) - Single  作詞:Jack Harlow/Cordae/M. Mathers/D. Doman/E. Chikwendu  作曲:Jack Harlow/Cordae/M. Mathers/D. Doman/E. Chikwendu  発売年:2021 

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(killer) Yeah I'm a (Boy's crazy), I'm a cold-blooded (Killer) Made all this money from doin' this (Yeah, look) D.a. got that dope Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny Earn it just to burn it, swag drip— I used to rock a toboggan Headphones around my neck, tryna be like Shady Now the phone that's in my pocket seem to keep vibratin' I got all these Ronnie Bennetts tryna be my baby Tryna fiance' me, I take the steering wheel and drive them girls beyond crazy (Crazy) I'm on a song with my idol I'm a cold-blooded version of the song title I put these diamonds in the ring like they was Shawn Michaels I can't put the Louis V inside the wash cycle I take this shit to the cleaners 'Bout to cop me a Bimmer, I got a special demeanor She was mine when Iseen her, I'm gettin' meaner and meaner Called the front desk and asked for a steamer I'm a bitch bagger, not a Twitch streamer I'm eatin' pizza in Little Italy, damn, I used to hit Caesars She 'bout to finish, but wait a minute, it gets deeper Same kid just a bit sleeker Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny Earn it just to burn it (Listen, uh) They say my killing's horrendous, "How he still in the business?" Rich as hell and it's feelin' tremendous Ma dukes chillin' in Venice, compliments of her eldest, the cynic Give hell with these writtens, this shit only propel my ascension I held my position in any situation that's needed This year I'm shittin' on niggas for the way we was treated I see the impact of all my creations increasin' My step in time with these Pantheons, it was all was divine I'm in this moment of my life where shit is fallin' in line And lookin' back, I swear to god, you'd think it all was designed A true movie script, I can't really ever fuck no groupie bitch All she got is diamonds on her mind on some Uzi shit A whole generation of geniuses I'm influencin' I only hang with real niggas who I'm congruent with I manifest nothing less than the best outcome Just watch my moves with this next album, nigga Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me My sentences are harsh, every single's bar's like a verdict I say it with conviction, but this time you're not gonna serve it But as soon as I read it, you know that you're about to get murdered When I cap, it'll punish, then put you in a box like a juror If there's a rapperI haven't ate (Where?) We ain't battled, either that or they won't collaborate


投稿者: PetitLyrics
プチリリ再生回数:35





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