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Verse 1
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You're a killer, killer,
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Haven't you ever heard of a killer?
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You're a killer, killer, killer, killer
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Haven't you ever heard of
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a killer?
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was a badass,
cause he grew up fast
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Niggas gave him respect because
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Grew up on welfare,
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He squeezed all things away
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cause he was in the wrong
Went to sleep the next day,
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he was back at home
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Smitty
Wasn't long before they
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sold up the whole city
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They started taking trips,
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going out of state
niggas pushing much weight
Like
Scarface,
they wanted money and the power
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Yo mama got flowers if
the deal went sour
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Taking life after life after life and
they don't give a fuck
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Killers, killers, killers, killers,
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Haven't you ever heard of a killer?
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Killers, killers, killers, killers,
Haven't you ever heard of a killer?
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No, but the kid was cursed,
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stole from his mama's purse
Dressed in a suit,
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he put his best friend in a hearse
He went to church every
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Sunday, but it made no difference
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Because that street mentality
Them boys in blue always
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So he hated them motherfuckers with a passion,
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one scared to blast
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that nigga wasn't nervous
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Al though he's just a shorty,
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he looks more aged
shit at an early stage
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It's just a prostitute,
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his mama being abused
He killed his first man just
because he wanted food
the motherfuckin' pen
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That's all he knew, that's how he wrote
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From lil' killers, killers, killers, killers
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Haven't you ever heard of a killer?
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Lil' killers, killers, killers, killers
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Haven't you ever
heard of a killer?
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You're a killer, killer, killer
Haven't you ever heard of a killer?
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You're a killer, killer, killer
of a killer?
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When the shots rang out,
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He closed his eyes instead of
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it was kinda weak
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When he died people cried
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Was it him, his parents, or society?
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All his homies gathered round
Hennessy
So he cared for no one
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19 in a casket, his life is done
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They won't listen to us
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Got so many fuckin' lil'
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Killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs,
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killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs, killahs
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Haven't you ever heard of a killer, of a killer,
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of a killer, haven't you ever heard of
A few years ago, drug dealers moved into the neighborhood
and the streets are now flooded with guns.
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsEbm Bbm Cb Gb Db
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