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Akira Harakiri Lyrics

Shit look like it’s thriller

Blood all in my mouth taste like vanilla

And that gun rest on my hip, call her Priscilla

So won’t you watch out for that thriller thriller

You lames couldn’t stop me even if you shot me

I got i got Cindy on me she a hottie

Running perfect head, won’t touch up the body

And if you touch me that’s a harakiri

Fully automatic with no engine woah

Fuckin' up the traffic when you see me roll

Sliding, sliding through your city better stay at home

Don’t you test us we’ll knock at your door (woah)

Whole gang pretty looking in the mirror

City mobbing pilly popping that’s Akira

If you want it better aim above the body

And if you touch me that’s a harakiri

Whole gang pretty looking in the mirror

City mobbing pilly popping that’s Akira

If you coming for my head you better chop it off me

And if you touch me that’s a harakiri

Tell your momma not to worry

Do it in a hurry

My girl so flirty she a model 30

Keep that helmet on me, keep my vision blurry

You don’t want no problems if i’m sipping dirtyFeel the blue white red light on me now i gotta go

Cutting through the alley out in Neo-Tokyo

You don’t see the moves we make, we got 'em on the low

If you ask me i don’t know

Whole gang pretty looking in the mirror

City mobbing pilly popping that’s Akira

If you want it better aim above the body

And if you touch me that’s a harakiri

Whole gang pretty looking in the mirror

City mobbing pilly popping that’s Akira

If you coming for my head you better chop it off me

And if you touch me that’s a harakiri

(Harakiri x4)

Whole gang pretty looking in the mirror

City mobbing pilly popping that’s Akira

If you want it better aim above the body

And if you touch me that’s a harakiri

Whole gang pretty looking in the mirror

City mobbing pilly popping that’s Akira

If you coming for my head you better chop it off me

And if you touch me that’s a harakiri