[Verse 1: Hittman]
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When darkness be closin in
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I motivate, with the howlin wind, With a list of chosen men
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Frozen in sin, knowin that your end is beginnin
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Swift silent and deadly
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Theres no defending my plots
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I know your every movement – for six months I watch
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Couldve got you at your babys mothers house, even at your down-low weed spot
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But the backdrop, wasnt flattering enough
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I didnt want people gathering and stuff
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Snapshots of blood splattering from the snuff
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Here – puff this cig, while I figure which way to split your wig
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Right now you as nervous, as a Farmer John pig
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As I dig into my tragic bag, take out the HK
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Twist on the silencer, insert the 30 shot mag
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Bullet stuck to his brain like a magnet
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Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet
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[Chorus: Hittman]
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This is anybody (Murderer)
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To fuckin everybody (Murderer)
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Nigga, all yall (Murderer)
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Uh, uh, for real, youll fuck around and get killed
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This is anybody (Murderer)
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Motherfuckin everybody (Murderer)
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Yeah nigga, all yall (Murderer)
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Uh, uh, for real, youll fuck around and get killed
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[Verse 2: Ms. Roq]
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Peeped all the stash drop and exchange of the dough
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Lurkin through the turf, thinkin how much its worth
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Give em chase to the crib and yo, he properly laced
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Stepped out the car, put my steel to the side of his face
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Murder is the fuckin Case, rob this nigga and shake
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The fuckin spot, cause in a few its gon be crawlin with cops!
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Whos the bad bitch now? You crept on, paid the piper
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Whodve thought a sexy bitch could be a murderous sniper
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Detrimental to your health, shouldve learned your lesson
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But its too late nigga bye-bye, better count your blessings
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I been watchin you watchin me, yeah you ballin
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Was, nigga now you finger fucked and steady fallin
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A thug wit no love, but bitch niggas die fast
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Thug niggas die young – oh, what? You thought you would last?
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Blast two shots to the dome, slide back to the pad
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And jack my nigga off til his dick get soft
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Resume the wifey boo shit, cause yo, my man dont know
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That his bitch is straight ill, serving ass with po-po
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[Chorus: Ms. Roq]
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Im a motherfuckin (Murderer)
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Bitch, this is anybody (Murderer)
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Yeah, nigga, all yall (Murderer)
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Uh, uh, for real, youll fuck around and get killed
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Im a motherfuckin (Murderer)
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Uhh – bitch, this is anybody (Murderer)
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Yeah, nigga all yall (Murderer)
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Uh, uh, for real, youll fuck around and get killed!
