Killer$ by Golden Archives Lyrics
[Verse 1: Kreative Mind]
I drop blood diamonds and [?]cold stones to clot[?]
Known to jock, keeping these tones is hot
No clear, the true heir giving thrown's a shot
Gold soul till' I leave my bones to rot
Call crips like jaws and claw tips, to raw lips
MC's buried in small crips
Full of corpses, I pin em' in
And I keep yours coughing like a spoon full of cinnamon
[?]Snugged ruggeded a pen is a fucking venomous
Stuck in a epicness, span a hundred of the retinas
Rugged this synonyms[?], so (ha!)
And marks the return of the west
And i'm self taught so you know I learn from the best
Burn in your chest
[?]Flawless, I ate the scheme[?]
So it's funny how I chase the dream
And taste the cream, lyrically I stay supreme
I'm straight hot like a laser beam
Killa
[Hook] (x2)
Golden archives killas on the regular
Cause we murder n' shit
Twenty one four, ready for warfare
Where the illest got the word of your bitch (uh)
[Verse 2: Skinny Franko]
Where my goons at?
[?]Killing this, get out of my way and I do this[?]
Boom bap, fresh up like [?]tomb scraps[?]
For two claps, cause I be murder and shit
Still in, shot that fuck labels that hadn't heard of me yet
But, my rhymes ill, my flows amazin'
I'm about to blow like coke, cause who knows what's waitin'
[?]Ya nose is aching[?], my flows is shakin'
My bangers to the top because these hoes been patient
Hard hitting like a [?]young Cassius[?] plauge
Got these young kids on the block, putting on [?]an obvious play[?]
Basically I'm an angel on some devil's dust
Trying to fuck with some young [?]pharaohs[?] you can't even level up
I'm a literal lyricist, killing my mission with this synthesis
And [?]insert Undecipherable words[?]
I brought my bitches to Benjamins
I'm the hip-hop specimen, tryna' use a regiment
[?]And you'll just shit like medicine[?]
[Hook] (x2)
I drop blood diamonds and [?]cold stones to clot[?]
Known to jock, keeping these tones is hot
No clear, the true heir giving thrown's a shot
Gold soul till' I leave my bones to rot
Call crips like jaws and claw tips, to raw lips
MC's buried in small crips
Full of corpses, I pin em' in
And I keep yours coughing like a spoon full of cinnamon
[?]Snugged ruggeded a pen is a fucking venomous
Stuck in a epicness, span a hundred of the retinas
Rugged this synonyms[?], so (ha!)
And marks the return of the west
And i'm self taught so you know I learn from the best
Burn in your chest
[?]Flawless, I ate the scheme[?]
So it's funny how I chase the dream
And taste the cream, lyrically I stay supreme
I'm straight hot like a laser beam
Killa
[Hook] (x2)
Golden archives killas on the regular
Cause we murder n' shit
Twenty one four, ready for warfare
Where the illest got the word of your bitch (uh)
[Verse 2: Skinny Franko]
Where my goons at?
[?]Killing this, get out of my way and I do this[?]
Boom bap, fresh up like [?]tomb scraps[?]
For two claps, cause I be murder and shit
Still in, shot that fuck labels that hadn't heard of me yet
But, my rhymes ill, my flows amazin'
I'm about to blow like coke, cause who knows what's waitin'
[?]Ya nose is aching[?], my flows is shakin'
My bangers to the top because these hoes been patient
Hard hitting like a [?]young Cassius[?] plauge
Got these young kids on the block, putting on [?]an obvious play[?]
Basically I'm an angel on some devil's dust
Trying to fuck with some young [?]pharaohs[?] you can't even level up
I'm a literal lyricist, killing my mission with this synthesis
And [?]insert Undecipherable words[?]
I brought my bitches to Benjamins
I'm the hip-hop specimen, tryna' use a regiment
[?]And you'll just shit like medicine[?]
[Hook] (x2)