Luyện nghe bài hát Kill Or Be Killed

[Verse Rock:]
You woke up this
Not knowing will be on your garmits,
Hour glasses and
Look crawling down your harness,
See them demons and them staring at you
Mind control they want soul
And then your rolling with just know where you going,(hellbound)
Twelve rounds came out that 4,5, up to see 25 that's alot,(let's rewind)
When you pulled up on them 6's a pistol busting bitches nigga's looking suspicious load em' up while you,(switching switching)
Hungry to come and get you,
Hope the gun is coming you,
Gonna have to shoot it out or infront(won't pitch em')
Time is now you wasn't you seemed up like you had posted,
No it was stolen and then it was murder motives,
Blink of a eye you looking right at yo demise as they hopping out gonna ride
It's a on yo life,
The coldest thing you didn't see and now you laying there
Hopeness they out your weakness and now you hope to see light,

Krizz Kaliko:]
See out of my body's where want me, they think they can catch me slipping they want me, so I sleep with one eye open, cause you never know when you wake up and you're gone,

[Verse Rock:]
Now the doctors they operating pumping your heart infront of yo momma yo
If you make it you gone,
On the way to the trauma
They taking to long swerving in and out of traffic yo mamma you,(hold on)
bodies filled up with holes
You feel your body getting colder smelling that death in the air the reaper waiting for soul,
While your fighting for your struggling to get some air yeah, when that line flat then a tag on yo toe,
As your soul start to travel out your you see yourself lying on that gurney all bloody buddy it's a mess,
the best upon your flesh
But your flesh be dissapointed,
Pray to god that you anointed while awaiting op union,
While he pointing in waiting room
Going through the all the screaming and comotion
As they split yo body open, for the surgery and accertainly as that it's over better pray that you hold over,
Call your how you was potent, I said maybe cause your safety is for certain out your hands,
Not your momma not your daddy not your not your mans,
None can save you hope they play you in a memory you fly,
You made but ligaments ain't alive
you had died

[Verse 3: N9ne]
messages punk got ahold of my voicemail,
Plotting and planning damaging, on giving boy hell,
off of my boy hell,
Man I hope enjoy shells,
Dropped, all up on they property get cist when this toy yell,
Nigga I dying just cause you jealous
I'm gettin' relish and I sell it my shit
So well that a deaf can tell it,
I smell it he femalish up cause his gal I nail it spell it,
B-i-t-c-h but killa's a sells pitch,
I'm gonna be dropping chopping alotta of body's gonna from this,
Never gonna be another motherfucka fucking living in my land will be talking some shit,
I got kids niggas,
And I do it big
But for the safety of my babies crazy now what I done did nigga,
Hop off my bus in your town I'ma scope you out,
Hoping that I find you when I hear that shit that you about, l
Like I'm goin' shit,
it's gonna be a real hit,
But you're just like chick that gave you my number a little bitch,
Been in town over and over you still absent,
And I do meet n greets, you fo'real acting,
I'm sick of yo ill you gonna get your grill blackend,
That's from the steel clapping that's 5'6 vill it will happen, bitch!