Fly, fighting fair Brothers, heroes, foes Killing machine, thunder in the sky B-17, flying home Killing machine Said goodbye to the cross he deserved It's the code of the air From down below one enemy’s spotted So hurry up, rearm and refuel

It's been killing me all night long, and I wonder It's the end of the night, and I'm thinking you might Wanna leave the bar, park the car, turn into porn stars Hey, hey, hey, hey Damn shorty Look at you I'm saying man Is it just me or you got too much

This love we have It's like we're out of bound And we're screaming from the rooftops Screaming till our heart stops And baby, the thoughts we have You really killing me This love we have

Yeah, and you don't stop (Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop) Tonight's the night I get in some shit (yeah) Deep Cover on the incognito tip Killing motherfuckers if I have to, peeling caps too Cause you niggas know I'm coming at you I guess that's part

Fuck is you talking 'bout? Bitch you offending me I just might go head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin' I usually don't bet

I'll do anything to prove I love you I love you, girl But I refuse to stay Paying for his mistakes And it's killing me girl knowing you compare me to him Always guilty before the sin I can't win, I can't win no Baby girl but I refuse to Pay for something

What if god doesn't care? And we will burn your cities down We will burn your cities down America is a killing name It doesn't feel or discriminate Life is just a killing field It's all that's left, nothing's real Throw away your disposable past And fall

Just don’t leave Don’t leave I’ll drown my beliefs To have your babies I’ll dress like your niece And wash your swollen feet I’m not living I’m just killing time Your tiny hands

Let 'er rip, let it fly So if you're gonna say goodbye, don't take all day and night Come on baby, say it, do you think I'm gonna cry I ain't about to bawl, and I ain't gonna die I can tell there's something you don't wanna tell me It's killing you

You're breaking your mind By killing the time that kills you But you can't blame the time 'Cause it's only in your mind Sexy sexy made up of plexi disasters Pushing and pulling conservative rolling Unlike plastic, easier to see through Just like glass