Kill Her - Hopsin

Bang out till your brain is loose

All your little fun filled days are through

Remember that I’m like this thanks to you

First of I’m a little 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 sh*t

With a rifle and bomb, knife in my palm

Thinking about the motherf*cking 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

I’m thinking of taking her out for a pizza slice

Then tie her ass up and then beat the life

Out her god damn skull till she bleeds and cries

The whole f*cking time she was screaming «Why?»

F*ck you b*tch, don’t be surprised!

Time after time you told me that my album would drop

It was all bullsh*t, then the day that it finally did

B*tch how come it flopped?

It’s Ruthless baby for sho

I’m tryna make me some dough

Get off your ass and make a motherf*cking marketing plan

And then maybe I’ll blow

But no!

You wanna be a little b*tch about it

Thought that I would never do sh*t 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…

(Ill)

Tell em all what I came to do — (kill)

One word that explains the truth — (real)

Bang out till your brain is loose

All your little fun filled days are through

Remember that I’m like this thanks to you

Yea brother you got to feel it just like a killer, killer!

Kill her, kill her!

Listen up, don’t you ever hate me

Cause I’ma blow up like a bomb when I’m detonated

See, you be tripping like a n*gga

That’s walking with his shoes untied

Best believe I’ma set it straight

Tie a rope around both of your legs, then hook 'em to 2 cars

And drive till they separate

Now your soul’s in the sky, try to levitate

B*tch you gon' live life in a better place

You done f*cked me once, you done f*cked me twice

Having me begging 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 white

You’re the reason I say «f*ck my life»

I hate you b*tch, it’s a must we fight!

Everybody keep on running around and asking

What do be doing with her time

I don’t really know though

I just keep a 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 to rest in

B*tch you ain’t nothing but a big phony

Lying to n*ggas, saying you signed with Sony, b*tch

None of the staff up there knows me

How come my rap career’s moving so slowly, b*tch?

Now I got big enough buzz to destroy you and Ruthless

You can’t hold me, b*tch

I’ma f*ck around and put some steel toes on

And kick your ass in the ovaries, b*tch!

(Ill)

Tell em all what I came to do — (kill)

One word that explains the truth — (real)

Bang out till your brain is loose

All your little fun filled days are through

Remember that I’m like this thanks to you

Yea brother you got to feel it just like a killer, killer!

Kill her, kill her!