Kill Em All - Intellectual

[Chorus: Mister Hyde]

You need to open them eyelids, realize you're liars

And wear these disguises, you'll see they'll be hiding behind closed doors

Because they counterfeited

Up on this microphone and I'm about to fix it

So I gotta give it to 'em and kill 'em off

Kill 'em off, kill 'em off, kill 'em all

Motherfuckers don't know how the game go

Kill 'em off, kill 'em off, kill 'em all

This music making world ain't for everybody

Let's let these fucking haters know it ain't for anybody

(Smoke!)

Bucking 'em up, making 'em run, gimme the mic and let me go

Poppin' a gauge let 'em know, life is like an episode

Up and I'm waking with indo, in my own paradome

Murder keep it cutting with the flow when I'm hella thro'd

South side right? I'm the capital west

And I'm an effect, the lyrical deity you a pest

Making them guts, I impress i'm a mess

Yes, incorrect I am one of the best

Yes, connect it with vets and let's

Get up and get 'em when I be getting my quest

It ain't no thang to let 'em rest

(?) Mafia, popular toppin' ya

I have no problem with poppin' and droppin' ya

Seem like I'm fucking for dahmer for rockin' ya

Deep in the game, probably shockin' 'em

Murder

Pretend to be rap

Kill 'em all

They throw up they hands

Soon as I get to reactin' they thinkin' they leavin' I leave 'em defeated I'm rash