Kill Yourself - Instrumental

Get out

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 head and run

I piss and take a shit on your beat for fun

I killed the Game, I ain't even use a gun

You better than me? Don't make me laugh

I run this shit, babe just chase my ass

I ain't talkin' shit nigga just tellin' the facts

I think all the tracks I'm hearin' from niggas is whack

I be hearin' this niggas, what they say in their rhymes

I took my spot, nobody gave me mine

I make the beats, that "Boom Boom Boom" in their trunks

You disagree homie then go on in the junk

You can pump your gun, you can say what you want

That's all you doin, cause you niggas is punk

I'm number one, you ain't number shit

When they need a hit, who do they come to get

Talk to me

If you got love for me I got love for you

If you won't fuck with me I won't fuck with you

We can do it however you wanna do

Nigga if you won't fuck with me I won't fuck with you

Go 'head

Kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

Go kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

(If I was you I wouldn't feel myself)

Go kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

Go kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

(If I was you I wouldn't feel myself)

Yo

Hey

I'm tired of niggas, niggas is tired

You ain't a G, I see bitch in your eyes

If you're close to me, you're supposed to be

But most you rap niggas is hoes to me

Wherever you from, you pushin' the X

And do you think I give a fuck, belittle me that

Cause you in my hood and you dump into hell and back

This sinister shit, to hell with that

I seen them come, I seen them go

I doubt if you can show me something I ain't seen before

Who's supposed to be in charge, I need to know

When I shake your hand, I'mma step on your toe

Go get your gun, go get your clique

I'mma be right here chillin' with your bitch

You mad at me, cause I'm getting' rich?

Put the pistol to your head and empty the clip

Fuck nigga!

If you got love for me I got love for you

If you won't fuck with me I won't fuck with you

We can do it however you wanna do

Nigga if you won't fuck with me I won't fuck with you

Go 'head

Kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

Go kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

(If I was you I wouldn't feel myself)

Go kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

Kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

(If I was you I wouldn't feel myself)

See my heart, feel my pain

Some is stars, some is lames

How they follow little trans to get they fame

I ain't snap my damn fingers to get in the game

You claim you rich, show me son

If you got so many dollars then owe me one

Fools think they're killers they own a gun

When you know you bought a suit it's a honey bun

Trashy broads, final bar

Like you tattooed your frontnin' heart

VIP bands don't make you a star

Like we really still don't know who the fuck you are

Don't talk behind my back, just call me nigga

Move my heart to the side, make room to forgive ya

If you still wanna hang, we'll come to get ya

Put the rope around your neck, jump my nigga

Your all going to die down here...

Get out

Get out

You can't be in here

You're all going to die down here