'm born When born to kill Said, "I'm born" You know I'm born Yeah, I'm born When I'm born to kill Born to kill Born to kill Born to kill Born to kill
Translation: The Damned. Born To Kill.
m born When born to kill Said I'm born Y'know I'm born Yeah I'm born When I'm born to kill Born to kill Born to kill Born to kill Born to kill
billion of y'all, mother fuckers I will never stop I bust six out the roof of my Bentley Coup Head shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoup I'll be damned
Bob Marley Pardon me y'all, the great Bob Marley Solemnly we mourn, all the rappers that's gone Niggaz that got killed in the field and all the babies born
] [Verse 4 - Young Jeezy] Anyhow anyway it's snitches born everyday Best thing to do is get your money and stay out the way Hustla of the year damn right
push their reps quicker, kill a well known nigga And if you say you're going to kill me, should I blast you first? Being black is kinda like being born
my team out for cream and jewel-liks The faster, the better, blood, leather, the baby sledge Case hitters me, I'm the point man Give less than a damn
Any situation, whatever the Lord hand me We pull guns, you niggas don't pull a damn thing The only thing you niggas pullin' is a hamstring Roll the dice, man, we kill
Looked in the bottom and what did I see? The whole damned world looking back at me If I was a bottle I'd spill for love Sake of mercy I'd kill for love
? I'll say one thing is it leaves me with a bitter taste Love kills, love kills, love kills Love kills, love kills, love kills Love kills, love kills, love kills
do Really don't know what's happenin' Stack go thuggin' with the killas way back Rollin' out and our goal to go tripple platinum T's, killas from off
water and say "Y'all let's do this" Grabbed my click, gripped my dick Walked with my face to the groung chanting "Kill that motherfucka, now kill that
ya momma warned ya about Bun-y he's insane Kill a kid over a quarter, (???) (???), boy you fuckin with the triller Z-Ro the young guerilla And Face the born killa
you up against a real nigga I steal niggas and kill niggas, I'm the real nigga You up against a muthafucka with a quick temper I'm a born killer, in
in the center of these mad dreams (Flashing) homicidal ( ? ) fatal slashings Now I'm asking: explain to me these visionaries Brad's seen (Past things) sad things killed
and treat my people Like they're animals on the street? I'll be damned Your bloods will flow with the hands of the black man In the same streets that you killed
