Real Killer chords by Tech N9ne
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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(1st Verse)
I was kicking it
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With this chick for a minute
She picked me to hit it
Real stiffly I sitted
He spit
Then we quit it
Then I told her
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To miss me
And splitted
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Quickly I lit it up
No problem to get it up
Then she called and said
She needed me to help her
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Get rid of what
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A baby
She said she wanted me to kill it
No evidence
Blood
Don't spill it
I'm saying at first
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I didn't feel it
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But then I started to ponder
On what was coming up
Yonder
A baby by a fling
Made days seem
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Really somber
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So we both were in agreement
The baby I seen it
Thinking of killing it
Made me almost fall
To the cement
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This ain't a job
I can do myself
I ain't got the brain for this
So I called a homie in Kansas
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Who was trained for this
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He said
The way I rap
And make skrill for a living
He said he kills for a living
For the grip span
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He's a hit man
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So I paid him a fee
He told me
What date it would be
Me and her was down
But I really don't think
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The baby was G
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So we three road to Kansas
Baby probably thinking we scandalous
Can't even walk
And we band his
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Life
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Man is trife
Walked in
And he told us to relax
I sat
And he took
Her and baby to the back
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Before I came
I smoked some dope
To calm me
They came back
And she was baby less
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And she was looking like a zombie
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Baby gone (Baby gone)
Were we wrong (Hella wrong)
Gotta move on (Gotta move on)
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Let it alone (yeah)
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I dropped her off
But she didn't hate me
For killing the baby
She said she still
Wanted to date me
Crazy
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I'm riding and I'm thinking
Why
I took a life
But I ain't tweeking
I know God
Probably thinking
I should die
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(hook) Real killer
Verse 2
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That is me
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
This is what you call a what
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Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
I don't really give a fuck
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Real killer
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That is me
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
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Know that ain't nobody iller
Real killer
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That is me
Mass murderer
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Natural born killer
That is me
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(2nd Verse) A couple of years
Verse 3
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later
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I'm creeping with this chicklet
Little thick chick
Hit it raw
And gave her triplets
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I need to learn to hold my liquid
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So I called my man
In Kansas City, Kan
I told him I
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Needed him to do it again
After he put 'em away
I asked him
Homie how could you
Be so raw
He said to me
How could you be so raw
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We scatted
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One year later
I splatted
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In the same chick
She wanted to have it
But I made her do
The same shit
So I murdered five kids of mine
I'm 'bout to sit in hell a lifetime
Bid for mine
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Cause of abortion
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No more
Abortion
Now it's blown out of proportion
Insane
Never again
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Real Killer
Tech N9ne
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