Mr. Killer Lyrics

Gigs go crazy like an asylum

Then call me Michael Myers

So who gonna tell em

When you see my face on the flyers

When I'm creeping down your block

Better have your doors lock

Cause Mr. Killer's coming at you at three o'clock

Breaking down your door, got your mans knocked

Laying on the floor bet you're in shock

Got your heads fucked up

Beggin' me to stop

Shut the fuck up or I'll tie you up

All cooped up in a room

Tryna run free

Bitches sucking on this D

Mans just tryna be free

Mans just tryna run free

One time tryna' be free

Two bitches sucking my d

Three times pull the trigger then they runnin' up the hills

Four times your homies tryna be me

Fuckboy better go

Better lick up all your hoe

Run boy, run boy, to the window

Slow the tempo

Better go low

Bitch you better run

Imma punch you with a deathblow

For a show

I say fuck it

You don't show me nothin'

Bitchass only bluffin'

Vision's blur

I'm the Lucifer

Devil with no fear

No need to tell

I can show you hell

Lock you with my spell

Cause I'm in spite

You can't see no light

Time to say goodnight, right?

Who the fuck you think you gonna blame?

Your momma? Your daddy? You wanna blow your brain

Your priest preaching but he was no saint

Your good deeds, your sins, your life was like a game

Pop a pill but you never be the same

Your health, your mental feeling like a paper plane

Motherfuckers will assume that you're insane

By the looks of those eyes, you'll forever be a shame

Let me call him Mr. Killer it's the end you're all doomed

Gonna come and getcha they got nothin' else to lose

Break the law, fuck them all, everything just go boom

Don't you dare to point your finger all their eyes is on you

Pull it back quick, right now

There's nothing to be found

While he choke you hear no sound

Then we'll meet you underground

Suck a tear, Is it fucking real

Slit me quick "Oh Mr. Killer!"

Cause this shit is not a drill

What you say about me?

I'm a low leveled goon, pull up to the hood with my braided tattoos

While you sitting sipping milk for the morning cartoons

A disgrace to the blood fuck your clues in Blues Clues

Put a tape to her mouth gotta drive down south

Fuck the goal right now cause I'm going through ascendant

Fuck your whole line cause I'm staying independent

Live this shit, cause you ain't stone cold

Leave that bitch, cause you ain't that bold

Death comes quick cause it ain't foretold

Mr. Killer will come slow

Gonna fuck you up now judge death row

Gonna fuck you up ten ten tenfold

Bitches gonna scream, what they're seeing on screen

Bitches gonna scream cause we're Halloween

Let me call him Mr. Killer it's the end you're all doomed

Gonna come and getcha they got nothin' else to lose

Break the law, fuck them all, everything just go boom

Don't you dare to point your finger all their eyes is on you

Let me call him Mr. Killer it's the end you're all doomed

Gonna come and getcha they got nothin' else to lose

Break the law, fuck them all, everything just go boom

Don't you dare to point your finger all their eyes is on you