Let It Rip by TILLR Lyrics
[Intro]
I’m on the edge, cut deep in the flesh
Sick in the head, I’m never repressed
Always detest the ones who wanna just see me dead
The style is fresh, guess you could say that I’m blessed
[Verse]
Yeah i’ve been rolling
Live in the moment
Send a condolence
To the family of the opponent
I’m locked and loaded
Better take notice
I’ve always been golden
Never been out of focus
There’s blood in the water, look in my eyes
You might get a glimpse of the hate in my mind
45 in the left and a blade in the right
Yeah you can run but you never could hide
No love for the fakes I’m cutting the ties
You never know when I could come from behind
Pull out the knife, and watch as you bleed
Dispose of the body I’m off of the scene
Better be talking to me with respect
Or I turn the scene to a wreck
The season of tillers the season of death to all of the faggots who wanna contest me
You know that I’m who the best be
Grab the AR and go jeffrey
Dahmer now that shits a frenzy
Unload the clip shit is deadly
Decline when they try to condemn me
These rappers will never expect me
They’re prolly too gone off the henny
Nobody is blocking my entry
I’m coming in hot and that shit is a fact
I take your bitch and I hit from the back
The fake shit I’m keeping my distance from that
Diss and get smacked, would you listen to that
The sound of the sirens, it’s armageddon
I’m so far from heaven, far from perfection
But it’s in my nature to go hard in sessions
You’re bound to be killed if you target my brethren
Better retreat
Or to hell with the peace
Leave you to rot in a bodybag
R.I.P
[Hook]
Let it rip
Let it rip
Let it rip
Let it rip
Let it rip
Let it rip
Load the chopper let it rip
Let it rip
Let it rip
Let it rip
Let it rip
Let it rip
Let it rip
Load the chopper let it rip
I’m on the edge, cut deep in the flesh
Sick in the head, I’m never repressed
Always detest the ones who wanna just see me dead
The style is fresh, guess you could say that I’m blessed
[Verse]
Yeah i’ve been rolling
Live in the moment
Send a condolence
To the family of the opponent
I’m locked and loaded
Better take notice
I’ve always been golden
Never been out of focus
There’s blood in the water, look in my eyes
You might get a glimpse of the hate in my mind
45 in the left and a blade in the right
Yeah you can run but you never could hide
No love for the fakes I’m cutting the ties
You never know when I could come from behind
Pull out the knife, and watch as you bleed
Dispose of the body I’m off of the scene
Better be talking to me with respect
Or I turn the scene to a wreck
The season of tillers the season of death to all of the faggots who wanna contest me
You know that I’m who the best be
Grab the AR and go jeffrey
Dahmer now that shits a frenzy
Unload the clip shit is deadly
Decline when they try to condemn me
These rappers will never expect me
They’re prolly too gone off the henny
Nobody is blocking my entry
I’m coming in hot and that shit is a fact
I take your bitch and I hit from the back
The fake shit I’m keeping my distance from that
Diss and get smacked, would you listen to that
The sound of the sirens, it’s armageddon
I’m so far from heaven, far from perfection
But it’s in my nature to go hard in sessions
You’re bound to be killed if you target my brethren
Better retreat
Or to hell with the peace
Leave you to rot in a bodybag
R.I.P
[Hook]
Let it rip
Let it rip
Let it rip
Let it rip
Let it rip
Let it rip
Load the chopper let it rip
Let it rip
Let it rip
Let it rip
Let it rip
Let it rip
Let it rip
Load the chopper let it rip