Cross:

You don't wanna smoke, go listen pop

This is hip-hop, so I won't be soft

You'll catch a fire, if you listen us

My core erupting like a crooked cop

So what is wrong with us?

Making fuss, just because

I'm tornado, you're this gust

I can lay in a dust

Even when I lay low I'm above

Hateful when I raise a bar

Hard cause it's a metal one

They call me crow cause I am dark

Swinging, bashing your fucking car

Cause you have no drive in ya

Imma drive in a

Drive in with a truck

Carmageddon, I'll kill ya

When the karma get on

Cause imma Hitler

Osama and Bundy combined into

One, one, one...

Number on the shirt, like I'm a goalie

Killing you softly, but no Lauren Hill, Hill, Hill

Chill motherfuckers I've been climbing

You declining, me of my respect

So I will kill, kill

Hook:

Motherfucker runaway

Before I bash yo head

Before I bash yo head

Cause I will kill. 2x

Kill, kill, kill

Runaway

Kill, kill, kill

Bash yo head. 2x

Motherfucker runaway

Before I bash yo head

Before I bash yo head

Cause I will kill

Cross:

You don't wanna smoke, go listen pop

This is hip-hop, so I won't be soft

You'll catch a fire, if you listen us

My core erupting like a crooked cop

So what is wrong with us?

Making fuss, just because

You see rainbow, ain't no rust

Taking off, bitches bras

Engine on, there's the trust

Game over, I ain't done

Just finished fucking around

I'm the star, but not your son

Don't patronize me you fucking cunt

Cause you have no drive in ya

I'll put a five in ya

Atilla is at the door

Crushing floors and wipe pillars

Imma rhyme killer, and a white nigga

Can't never be stopped

While I'm making this cop spin like a wheel under chinchilla

Guns slinging, like I'm wanted

Ya know my house is built on a haunted hill, hill

Chill motherfuckers I've been climbing

You declining, me of my respect

So I will kill

Hook:

Motherfucker runaway

Before I bash yo head

Before I bash yo head

Cause I will kill. 2x

Kill, kill, kill

Runaway

Kill, kill, kill

Bash yo head. 2x

Motherfucker runaway

Before I bash yo head

Before I bash yo head

Cause I will kill

Cross:

You don't wanna smoke, go listen pop

This is hip-hop, so I won't be soft

You'll catch a fire, if you listen us

My core erupting like a crooked cop

So what is wrong with us?