2 Second Freestyle by Kill Em All Lyrics
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Get out of town by sundown
I said, if they don’t get out of town
I said, God damn it, we kill ‘em all!
Haha, tell, man, fuck these niggas, dog, I’m telling you
Get exposed in this motherfucker, boy
Fuck these niggas
[Verse 2: Kungg Fuu]
Draco under the garbage can, just for say so (Woo)
Leave 12 guessing for the payroll
Don’t have my fam put some Haitian money on your cranium, case closed (Shh)
Don’t fuck with cops, leave ‘em lost before central Brooklyn
We fry ‘em all like some fresh fucking baking, cook ‘em (Brr)
Used to pick the Cs out the bag
They don’t even really know the half, I’m known to split you in half, uh
Came up off a half
Chopper in the trunk, I’m still doing the dash (Triple, I’m triple)
I can tell from their eyes that these niggas scared
Bang something in your head like some Dre Beats (What I tell you?), pray get EA
Left for dead, I sped off on these fuck niggas (Skrt, skrt, skrt)
Ain’t helping me with this bread, well fed (Oh, okay)
Whole squad get dividends, it’s Dump Gawd motherfucker
Don’t give a fuck what clique you in, all praises due
To the most high, you know what I'm talking about
Get out of town by sundown
I said, if they don’t get out of town
I said, God damn it, we kill ‘em all!
Haha, tell, man, fuck these niggas, dog, I’m telling you
Get exposed in this motherfucker, boy
Fuck these niggas
[Verse 2: Kungg Fuu]
Draco under the garbage can, just for say so (Woo)
Leave 12 guessing for the payroll
Don’t have my fam put some Haitian money on your cranium, case closed (Shh)
Don’t fuck with cops, leave ‘em lost before central Brooklyn
We fry ‘em all like some fresh fucking baking, cook ‘em (Brr)
Used to pick the Cs out the bag
They don’t even really know the half, I’m known to split you in half, uh
Came up off a half
Chopper in the trunk, I’m still doing the dash (Triple, I’m triple)
I can tell from their eyes that these niggas scared
Bang something in your head like some Dre Beats (What I tell you?), pray get EA
Left for dead, I sped off on these fuck niggas (Skrt, skrt, skrt)
Ain’t helping me with this bread, well fed (Oh, okay)
Whole squad get dividends, it’s Dump Gawd motherfucker
Don’t give a fuck what clique you in, all praises due
To the most high, you know what I'm talking about