Killah (ft. Gesaffelstein)

Killah
Killer
Standin' on the corner smokin' that grass
And the boys all pass me by
Talkin' some shit, but can't handle my ass
I'm a murderer in disguise
Yeah, you wanna be cool, but you makin' me mad
Bite my lip, it starts to bleed
Yeah, it tastes so good, but it gotta be bad
If I'm gonna get your heart

Gonna make the club dance scream, believe it
Gonna make the ceiling shake for me
I'ma be a full-time bedroom diva
I'm gonna make you scream, that's a matter of fact
Don't be a fantasy
I'm a killer
Like were you gonna die tonight?
Oh, killer, killer, killer, killer
I'm a killer
And will you gonna die tonight?
Oh, killer, killer, killer, killer
Killer
I lighten up my final cigarette
I'll burn a hole right through your eyes
Lookin' at you like a zombie killer
Hungry for a homicide
If I get you alone until you're skin and bone
I'ma try you on for size
About to wear you out like my favorite suit
Who's paralyzed
Gonna make the club dance scream, believe it
Gonna make the ceiling shake for me
I'ma be a full-time bedroom diva
I'm gonna make you scream, that's a matter of fact
Don't be a fantasy

I'm a killer
Like were you gonna die tonight?
Oh, killer, killer, killer, killer
I'm a killer
And will you gonna die tonight?
Oh, killer, killer, killer, killer
Killer
Yeah
Woo
I'm a killer
And will you gonna die tonight?
Killer