Killshot 8 Lyrics

I don't hate on no one, fuckers never worth my time

But it's starting to be enough, if you provoke me I might

God forgive me I'm in love, but my neck is getting tight

I got temper but you make me mad, I'm burning you alive

Your ego in the air "I AM SOMEONE" okay great

Class average A, but you're making people break

"I don't know what I want" but I know it and you're late

If I see you hit her again OMG IT'S KILLSHOT EIGHT

N-eight's music, woo

Wish I knew you personally, man

Wonder if you would still be bitchin' to my face

Would You?

(No, you wouldn't)

N-eight wakes up in the mornin' saying "pushin' out my limits"

But you're sittin' on the same amount of listeners you silly

He like "This is Who I am", Im'ma tell you who you are

You're the greatest rapper ever, you're my favorite

(I'm just kidding)

Don't understand your words, mumbling shitface, this is low sound

You are good, I admit it, but don't pound on me, you're no pound

For now you are small as my dick don't act like you're sold out

I just told you not to spam because I'm following your profile

What the fuck

(Now that I stand in front of you guys)

(I have no idea what to say)

(I don't know)

(So I'll just say)

Hello my dears! I hope you still know who I am

I know you are the ones to take the pen out of my hand

Saying I'm part of you then suddenly I'm not

Amazing end

This group of friends ain't stable… you ain't even friends…

You let people down, if they have characteristics

First time meeting, huh? Just listen to your instincts

You people are so nice!

Wait, that's the fucking lipstick

Full of A's but toxic, and class C is on the shit list?

Huh?

I don't hate on no one, fuckers never worth my time

But it's starting to be enough, if you provoke me I might

God forgive me I'm in love, but my neck is getting tight

I got temper but you make me mad, I'm burning you alive

Your ego in the air "I AM SOMEONE" okay great

Class average A, but you're making people break

"I don't know what I want" but I know it and you're late

If I see you hit her again OMG IT'S KILLSHOT EIGHT

Im'ma be honest with you man

You don't belong on this song

You were at the wrong place at the wrong time

I even like you a little bit

But you're an idiot

(Sorry)

Hey!

(Muthafucka)

I am glad you offered help

You lost chief two weeks it takes to get you overwhelmed…?

Even if I lose as well, and you can still win, bro just go for it

You can, but I beat you in my damn sleep

Disrespectful, yeah, but for me you were the greeter

You should be what they need, but don't be afraid to need her

We did just fucking meet her, I'm not sure what she wants

But I would gain some more experience before competing with Peter

But for real now

Look

Listen here you fuckface, we never really talked

So now we go on a walk, and it's goin' to be raw

Picturing your face, I'm instantly turning dark

But I'm gonna be a grown up, make this conversation smart

There are men out there with the same views as you

Thinking beating up your daughter is indeed totally cool

To be honest you're lucky yo

I was just a boy

I was 17 and couldn't beat the shit out of you

Fuck the eight bars, I have something special for you too

Being that big of a psychopath, there are only a few

You have no idea of what hell you make people go through

You got a daughter

Even she be hating on you

Brown and blue spots all over my girl is the truth

I can't do shit about it

(Fuck!)

Understood!

You're the first person on my list on page one inside my book

A list of the people that I killed

Or at least I should

You abusive psychotic piece of shit

I hope you'll burn in hell for ruining people's lives

Muthafucka'

I'm outta here