Redrum ft. TXRNISH Lyrics

I love you KXVI

UltraFire on the track

Had to switch it up real quick

Now telling me now, I ain't spazzing out

How the fuck you one I compete with?

When I had to ghost write, scratching that out

I ain't one you wanna have beef with

Least I can flow when that shit coming out

Powfu clone, that came from the trapping, that shit don't make sense, when you open your mouth

Stop with rappin', man stop with the yappin', you thought you was snappin', that shit was kinda mid

Bitch we ain't matchin', don't care what you packin', when it comes to the rappin', I'll make you my kid

Fake ass trapper that came from the stars, he act like a genius, when making them bars

He sound like ye without the good part

Fuck Killdre, I had to restart

He don't wanna go bar to bar, stop with the shit, ain't making it far

Tell me come up, and say that shit to your face

While you fired first in the dark

Bitch I live in the dark, and I bit that clip

Shit went up since you left the clique

Ultra got paid and BrokeBoy got better, and killroxas still killing his shit

I know that your mad, and keeping up tabs, on all of my raps, that shit is pathetic

Just tell me you love me, I think that it's funny, you pray for my downfall, not gonna get it

Keep my name inside of your mouth

I know that you could never forget it

Your only getting me paid, so please keep talking, I'll stack up the cash to the ceiling

Move too good, there's no one above me, hate when I win, I love when you hate

Made up a face in shape of a bunny, Robbie been knocking, its time to play

Paid for the tapes, the amount been dummy

Wonder how you talk, when its right in your face

Do more than my peers, it's time to get comfy, 'cause none of these bitches are taking my place

I mix my opps up in the eighth

I mix their blood up with the paint

That pussy a dead man, he stumblin

Now that bitch is seeing the gates

I got alot of shit in my tank

I got alot of friends in my lane

I keep it on safe until they switch up

I load up, and let it bang

My life in jeopardy for this shit, he just a memory for the bitch

She sing a melody for my dick, you know wit' that energy, that I'm him

You know wit' that energy, I make her drip

You know wit' that energy, I make her limp

You know that I shoot it down, from the hip

You know that I burn it down in the crib

Please don't beef with me, then try to speak with me

You ain't starve with me, then you can't eat with me

You ain't come with me, then you can't leave with me

You ain't dream with me, then you don't get the green with me

I watch you turn your back on me

Man that shits a tragedy

I see you fighting for the scraps

Of all the things you built with me

"What you have there is not clips, these are mags, they're mags, not clips, you absolute fucking dummy, the same way that this is also a mag"

I wanna say that I'm sorry

I'm sorry for not giving a fuck

Fuck with the rapping, lets keep it a buck

I ain't gonna shoot, but I still keep it tucked

And when I say that, ain't talking bout guns

I'm talking 'bout verses, like killing for fun

And based off ur record I've already won

But as you know I like kicking the gone, aye

When I pull up he turn into ferb

I'm smoking his pack, I'm smoking that herb

Clip on my waist, I'm staying alert

I aim for his face and splittin' his nerves

Walk in the building, they lookin' concerned

That blade go deep and I'm hoping it burns

I'm killing that bitch, that bitch is the third

Refer to me right, if I'm ever referred

Don't like what I do, did I ask if you feelin' me

Killing a bitch if he killin' my energy, killing a bitch if ride with my enemy

Wolf in the dark but don't ever bark at me

Like a deadman on a beat, make a big bag, gotta let 'em eat

Make another tape, that they gonna sleep

On, man they sleep on, until its beef