Lyrics:
Killing Time Game

paper, hard to keep my faith up It's time for me to raise up and do this sucker shake up True T-H-U-G's and we come to kill you, kill you, kill you

scene, I'm turning Pink Friday to Friday the 13th.(Ch Ch Ch Ch Ch) Aight you Lil' Kim clone clown, All this buffoonery shit stops now. Time for you to

no He aint had a real buzz like this since the last time that he overdosed Theyve been waiting patiently for Pinocchio to poke his nose Back into the game

five-speed, smirkin then pull up at high speed Can you enterprise and rise like cream do? And leave em talk about the last time they seen you? Game is

me Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name Smoke on it, shit, choke on it Bitch nigga, I'm ma make a hit nigga Hot mother fucker down to the skit nigga Game

killed him with the charm (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Yeah, looked like there wasn't nothin' wrong (OH THAT'S CRAZY) That's how it is when you in the game so long

alright, He calls her, He's working late She's never thought that he's got, Another dirty date All this time, All this time, It kills me This is the game

the kill, Keep on shooting never stop Give me your guns And keep your stupid roses Bang, bang, bang, bang baby, Bang, bang, bang. Oh This game has got me hurt so many times

point em' skyward uh Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king? This rap game's nipple is mine for the milking, Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till' it kills