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Thursday I Am The Killer

trade I am no killer But I still hide my face In the coming days I wake up every morning From the same dream And then I kill it But you can't

trade I am no killer But I still hide my face In the coming days I wake up every morning From the same dream And then I kill it But you can't

streets (Yeah) Loved in the slums (Yeah) Who am I? (A Ruff Ryder) Who am I? (MR. North Carolina!) Drag, I can't lean lean this motherfuckin' track too

i like to Dissapurre Like i'm David Copperfield Man, Please, i'm 1 of the realist in rap! Thats right if I could I'd go broke When i'm 1 of 5 stats

the 8th" I'm like, for real! Don't stress it, it'll come It better, 'cause I can't afford another, little one She said,"Neither can I", I said,"Cool" 'Cause I

delivery, like I drive a coroner van (damn) I'm demented, spittin writtens as sick as I can Grenade grippin, fittin to detonate Disneyland I am teachin

through the years I didn't think this would apply Here I am and now you're gone So all I have now left is time, is time. So I sit here and lie Pondering

busy So I can figure out what I'm gonna tell her later First time I met her I didn't really bait her I was making change as she was purchasin' a peter

Seals, Then i like to Dissapurre Like i'm David Copperfield Man, Please, i'm 1 of the realist in rap! Thats right how could I go broke When i'm 1 of Bobs