I don't give a fuck about Y'all niggas 'cause y'all ain't killing nothing What's on y'all niggas minds, fucking with me Y'all know somebody has told you about fucking with D Stuck in a tree is what you will be, like a cat And I'm the dog at the bottom,

Will be yours for the taking My sweet revenge It's in the making baby Poisoning a drink, bleeding in a sink Choking with a link, killing with a stink Just your mother's, ho Burning up, my sweet Clementine I saw her laugh

For All that has been And All that is All that's to be Lord, I'm just killing time And time's killing me I sit reflecting I feel the end has begun It seems my days now mirror the setting sun So many places that I have been

Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the things they wanted me to be Is all the things that I turned out to be Is everything that I like, like, like, like Everybody looking for the meaning of life thru a cell phone

There's a hole in my soul Take a walk outside your mind Take a look and you will find That's been killing me forever It's a place where a garden never grows Yeah, I should have known better 'Cause your love's like a thorn without a rose Is it over?

Now, one day I started telling everyone that "Killing Is My Business..." And I was hung like a martyr For "Looking Down the Cross" my "Skull Beneath the Skin" Prophesied "Last Rites/Loved to Death" my friends Then I started seeing "Bad Omens" in my head

See my shit is getting worse before it's getting better It's like the people got a curse, can't nobody stay together I watch you gun my people down, plus we're killing off each other, no, ooh oh Somebody's gotta take a stand Then some more cops came They

(My what a tongue you have) oh yeah (My what big eyes you have) oh yeah Sitting here staring at the moon Thinking it'll be time soon And I won't be in control no Hide your kids and hide your wife Tonight I'm killing on site No, mercy, no, she said

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

Girl, I guess I should have known Dancing on my bed to a Fugee song Just killing me softly You left me laying here with my eyes closed Stole my heart with a kiss right under my nose But you ransacked my drawers, cluttered up my floors And made a mess of