Timbaland

Timbaland - Kill Yourself songtekst

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[Voice:]

Get Out, You Can't Be In Here, You Have To Get Out.

I Implore You, Please?.. Please?..

You All Going To Die Down Here...



It's Life Or Death, Either One,

The King Is Back, Take Heat And Run,

I Piss And Take A Shit On Ur Beef For Fun,

I Killed The Game, I Aint Even Used A Gun,

Who Better Than Me? Don't Make Me Laugh,

I Run This Shit,They Just Chase My Ass,

I Aint Talkin Shit Nigga, Just Tellin The Facts,

I Think All The Tracks Im Hearin From Niggas Is Whack,

I Be Hearin These Niggas,

What They Say In They Rhymes,

I Took My Spot Nobody Gave Me Mine,

I Make The Beats That Boom Boom Boom! In They Trunks,

U Disagree Homie Then Go On And Jump,

U Can Bump Ur Gum,

U Can Say What U Want,

Thats All U Gon Do Cuz Yall Niggas Is Punks,

Im Number One, U Aint Nuthin' But Shit,

When They Need A Hit Im Who They Gon' And Get,

Talk To Me...



[Chorus:]

If You Got Love For Me I Got Love For You,

If You Wont Fuck Wit Me I Wont Fuck Wichu,

We Can Do It Howeva U Wanna Do,

Nigga If U Dont Fuck Wit Me I Wont Fuck Wit U,

Gon' Head

Kill Yourself Kill Yourself Kill Yourself

Don' Kill Yourself,

Kill Your Self Kill Yourself,

If I Was You I Wouldn' Fell Myself,

Don' Kill Your Self Kill Your Self

Kill Your Self Don' Kill Yourself,

Kill Your Self Kill Your Self

If I Was You I Wouldn' Fell Myself,



Im Tired Of Niggas, Niggas Is Tired,

U Aint A G, I See Bitch In Ur Eyes,

If U Close To Me, U Suposed To Be,

But Most Of U Rap Niggas Is Hoes To Me,

Wherever U From, The Question I Ask,

Is Do U Think I Give A Fuck, Riddle Me That,

Cuz In My Hood And U Jump Into Hell And Back,

This Industry Shit, To Hell Wit That,

I Seen Em Come, I Seen Em Go,

I Doubt If U Can Show Me Sum'in I Aint Seen Before,

Who Suposed To Be In Charge? I Need To Know,

When I Shake Ur Hand Ima Step On Ur Toe,

Go Getcha Gun, Go Getcha Click,

Imma Be Rite Here Chillin Wit Yo Bitch,

U Mad At Me? Cuz Im Gettin Rich,

Well Put The Pistol To Ur Head And Empty The Clip, Pop Nigga!



[Chorus:]

If You Got Love For Me I Got Love For You,

If You Wont Fuck Wit Me I Wont Fuck Wichu,

We Can Do It Howeva U Wanna Do,

Nigga If U Dont Fuck Wit Me I Wont Fuck Wit U,

Gon' Head

Kill Yourself Kill Yourself Kill Yourself

Don' Kill Yourself,

Kill Your Self Kill Yourself,

If I Was You I Wouldn' Fell Myself,

Don' Kill Your Self Kill Your Self

Kill Your Self Don' Kill Yourself,

Kill Your Self Kill Your Self

If I Was You I Wouldn' Fell Myself,



See My Heart, Feel My Pain

Some Of Dese Stars, Some Is Lames,

How They Follow Little Trends To Get They Fame,

I Aint Snappin My Damn Fingers To Get In The Game,

U Claim U Rich, Show Me Son,

If U Got So Many Dollas Then Loan Me One,

Fools Think They Killas They Own A Gun,

When U No U Bout As Sweet As A Honey Bun,

Trash Ur Broads, Behind A Bar,

Like U Dat Dude Frontin Hard,

Vip Bands Dont Make U A Star,

Like We Really Still Dont No Who The Fuck U Are,

Dont Talk Behind My Back Just Call Me Nigga,

Move My Heart To The Side

Make Room To Forgive Ya

If U Still Wanna Hang, We'll Come To Get Ya,

Put The Rope Around Ur Neck And Jump My Nigga!



[Voice:]

Your All Going To Die Down Here...

Get Out Get Out You Cant Be In Here...

You're All Going To Die Down Here..


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