Kill Her

By Hopsin

On Raw

Released on November 19, 2010

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[Chorus]

Tell 'em all what I came to do

(Kill) One word that explains the truth

(Real) Bang out 'til your brain is loose

All your little fun-filled days are through

Remember that I'm like this thanks to you


[Verse 1]

First off, I'm a little bit psycho, I know, dumb like a mentally retarded kid

I ain't got no friends, no ends to my stress, so I chill in the dark and shit

With a rifle and bomb, knife in my palm, thinking 'bout the motherfucking lives I'ma harm

Swing at me then I'm slicing your arm, then make you videotape me piping your mom

Ruthless, deceitful lies, listen up, you don't want beef to rise

I really wanna murder Tomica Wright, I'm thinkin' of takin' her out for a pizza slice

Then tie her ass up and then beat the life, out her goddamn skull 'til she bleeds and cries

The whole fuckin' time she was screamin' "Why?", fuck you bitch, don't be surprised

Time after time you told me that my album would drop

It was all bullshit, then the day that it finally did, bitch, how come it flopped?

It's Ruthless baby, for sho', Tomica, I'm tryna make me some dough

Get up off yo' ass to make a motherfuckin' marketing plan, and then maybe I'll blow, but no

You wanna be a little bitch about it, thought that I would never do shit about it

You made a contract with a twist around it, so I could never, ever, ever get up out it

No outlet so I'm pissed about it, I'd be really dumb if I just allowed it

Watch your back, you might get surrounded, bang, bang, bang you hit the ground, then


[Chorus]

(Ill) Tell 'em all what I came to do

(Kill) One word that explains the truth

(Real) Bang out 'til your brain is loose

All your little fun-filled days are through

Remember that I'm like this thanks to you


[Post-Chorus]

Yeah, brother, you got to feel it just like a killer, killer

Yeah, brother, you got to feel it just like a killer, killer

Yeah, brother, you got to feel it just like a killer, killer

Kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her


[Verse 2]

Listen up, don't you ever hate 'cause I'ma blow up like a bomb when I detonate

See, you be trippin' like a nigga that's walkin' without his shoes untied, best believe I'ma set it straight

Tie a rope around both of your legs, and then hook 'em to two cars and drive 'til they separate

Now your soul's in the sky, tryna levitate, bitch, you gon' live life in a better place

You done fucked me once, you done fucked me twice, having me beggin' to drop must be nice

Look at Eazy-E's lovely wife, maybe the reason is my ugly eyes

I be the illest when I crush these mics, but it never occurred that I must be right

You're the reason I say "Fuck my life", I hate you, bitch, it's a must we fight

Everybody keep on runnin' around and asking, what do Tomica be doing with her time?

I don't really know though, I just keep it low-pro, 'cause I'm mad with the contract I signed

I was so happy at first, then it turned to a curse, how'd it happen to me? That's the question

I could not get the answer, so now I'm building a casket for Tomica to rest in

Bitch, you ain't nothing but a big phony, lying to niggas, saying you signed with Sony, bitch

None of the staff up there knows me, how come my rap career's moving so slowly, bitch?

Now I got big enough buzz to destroy you and Ruthless, you can't hold me, bitch

I'ma fuck around and put some steel toes on and kick yo' ass in the ovaries, bitch


[Chorus]

(Ill) Tell 'em all what I came to do

(Kill) One word that explains the truth

(Real) Bang out 'til your brain is loose

All your little fun-filled days are through

Remember that I'm like this thanks to you


[Post-Chorus]

Yeah, brother, you got to feel it just like a killer, killer

Yeah, brother, you got to feel it just like a killer, killer

Yeah, brother, you got to feel it just like a killer, killer

Kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her