Killer

By Vin Jay

On Karma

Released on May 11, 2023

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I've been on this road for so long

Finally found a way to make this right

If I could keep my head strong

Nobody can hold me back

Goddamn! the boy's been provin' them all wrong

Fans are still tippin' like the music of Paul Wall

Fuckin' the whole game and I'm doin' it raw, dawg

Enemies jump back like they're shootin' a sawdough

Lately though my mind been on the ropes

I'd advise you not to rock the boat

Finally got the guap to cop a ghost

Get me whiskey on the rocks so I can toast

Ever lastin', ready to get it crackin' Already snappin' off rips, so get adapted

And plenty passion, fanbase, been gettin' massive

The petty rations y'all got just get me laughin'

Laughin', I'm makin' it happen

Gеt attraction and cash more than you can imagine

Ever clappеd and I pull strings, get a reaction

When I kill them all, I don't feel

A bit of compassion

Y'all dealing with a red MC

I got Lex on the drums like an LMG

If I really fucking want it

Do I leave the rap game right now?

Make a meal off of NFTs

Come on, bow down to the KING

I can tell I'm on top by the way y'all envy

Really not a killer, but they say I'm deadly

I suggest that you hoes don't tap me

Bitch, there's a killer inside my soul

I feel him running through my veins And he's turning me cold

Told me if you want the fame, Better do what you're told

I just listened to the killer inside my soul

I've been turning to a killer, a-a-a killer

Turn into the killer inside my soul

I've been feeling like a killer

A-a-a killer Feeling like a killer is all I know

Two decades of act, but the big boy draws on

Ain't got the debt

Couple people really hated the left

Thought that it would be the way of my death

But to hold your breath

I learned to be an assassin and passin' the torch

Tropical, put on the asses, of course

When the past, of course, half divorced If I have to force, throwin' more than half the chores

Continued the legacy, little Ebony boy, lookin' for heaven and joy

Testin' me, better know my pedigree, never left the house without keepin' the pepperoni Beef is only meat in my teeth and you cheesy niggas look like pepperoni

I may be somethin' like bologna, I'm mentionin' bout the one and only

I'm 10, you wanna own it, pony

Never been Iron Man, you're only Tony My shit together, the predator even got a scratch on me

Don't make me have to kick a caboose

Toot toot toot to your bladder, hurt him, woozy, burn him

And throw dirt on him

Dumpin' him on whenever I choose I sip a goose and let loose and murder whoever I chose, you heard him

Bow down to the K-I-N-G

They call him, got plaques on the wall cause I had that pen beat

I'm an animal, I bet that you won't pet me

And I know you hoes ain't testin' Krizz

There's a killer inside my soul I feel him runnin' through my veins

And he's turnin' me cold

Told me if you want the fame

Better do what you're told I just listened to the killer inside my soul I've been turned into a killer

A killer Turned into the killer inside my soul

I've been feeling like a killer

A killer Feeling like a killer

That's all I know