Kill

Kill,

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eXoDuST - Kill {prod. by Cornelius No}

The one'f whom they tell tales of caution/
Leave trails of organs longer than that trail to Oregon/
Flip the words Wheel of Fortune, be like B.I.G. born again/
Try to give em a warnin they like/
"Who the fuck is this..."/
Tell em it's that nasty nigga named Coren/
You know him as Exodust/
Exodust Maestro psycho-linguist/
Tomato tomato nigga just don't call him "Corn" and/
We won't have to have this discussion no more then/
Roll a nigga without Rick Astley/
Be on some murder shit like just watched Taxi/
Driver I'm the topic when chatting/
Say in the same class as Drake don't mean went to Degrassi/
Dexter is the favorite show/
"Helter Skelter" on the radio let em know/

I'mma kill this shit

First verse convicted of murderin the beat/
This one get off on double jeopardy/
With co-conspirator Freddie Mercury/
Nig sicker than Freddie Mercury, with the A.I.D.S. and flu/
Certainly, since "To Make You Move" been on a murder spree/
Turn a turntable to a table in a mortuary/
Room only tags the track got is toe tags/
Unidentified synth-pop beat with it's throat slashed/
Multiple stab wounds to the body of the snare/
Left prints from the kicks everywhere/
Bars cause multiple fractions/
Nigga so nasty I call everybody "Ms. Jackson"/
All about that action, Killer/
Mike, on mics a killer/
Mike Jackson Thriller but dancin don't make sense/
'Less you doin it with death send Randy Jack condolences/

I'mma kill this shit

It's a time to kill under a killing moon/
Flip the kill switch on the killing machine in the killing room/
Malcolm X said if a man tries to kill you you kill him too/
Exo says take it further kill him before he makes a move/
Cause for survival you need skills/
Out in the ville it's kill-or-be-killed/
The Villain's M.O.'s widely known, give you a clue/
Exodust in the booth with a microphone/
Tryin to make it home/
Even if gotta do it on motherfuckin own/
Gonna mothafuckin kill this shit till the wheelwell splits/
And a tire snaps off and some kids get hit/
Cause when get like this you get stalked and dead/
Go psycho, killer, Talking Heads/
Was an awkard kid, still a bit/
Sippin Killians's waitin for my chance to kill again/

I'mma kill this shit