Luyện nghe bài hát Kill Or Be Killed

[Verse 1Jay
You woke up morning
Not blood will be on your garmits,
Hour glasses and
that's crawling down your harness,
See them demons and omens staring at you
Mind control they want soul
And then your with them just know where you going,(hellbound)
rounds came out that 4,5, look up to see 25 that's alot,(let's rewind)
When you pulled up on them 6's bust a pistol busting bitches nigga's looking load em' up while you,(switching switching)
Hungry to come and get you,
the gun is coming with you,
Gonna have to it out or shoot infront(won't pitch em')
Time is now you wasn't focused you up like you had posted,
No tags it was and then it was murder motives,
Blink of a eye you looking right at yo demise as they hopping out they gonna
a homicide on yo life,
The coldest thing you didn't see and now you laying there
Hopeness they keep out your weakness and now you to see light,

[Chorus: Krizz
See out of my body's where they want me, they think they can catch me slipping they want me, so I sleep with one eye open, cause you never know when you up and you're gone,

2Jay Rock:]
Now the doctors they operating pumping heart infront of yo momma yo dogs
If you don't it you gone,
On the way to the trauma
taking to long swerving in and out of traffic yo mamma tell you,(hold on)
Your bodies filled up holes
You feel your body getting colder smelling that death in the air the reaper for your soul,
While your fighting for your to get some air yeah, when that line flat then it's a tag on yo toe,
As soul start to travel out your flesh you see yourself lying on that gurney all bloody buddy it's a mess,
the best upon your flesh
But flesh might be dissapointed,
Pray to god that you while awaiting your op union,
While he pointing in that room
Going through the motions all the and comotion
As they split yo body open, for the surgery and accertainly as seems that it's over better pray that you over,
Call your bloods how you was potent, I said maybe cause your safety is for out your hands,
Not your momma not your daddy not your not your mans,
None can save you hope they play you in a memory you fly,
You made but ligaments ain't alive
you had died

[Verse 3: Tech
Threatining messages punk got of my voicemail,
Plotting and planning damaging, on giving boy hell,
off of my boy hell,
Man I hope they shells,
Dropped, all up on property gotta get cist when this toy yell,
Nigga I ain't dying cause you jealous
I'm gettin' relish and I sell it my developed
So well that a view can tell it,
I smell it he femalish roll up cause his gal I it spell it,
B-i-t-c-h but killa's wit' a pitch,
I'm gonna be dropping chopping alotta of body's dropping from this,
Never gonna be another motherfucka fucking living in my land will wanna be talking shit,
I got kids niggas,
And I do it big
But for the safety of my crazy now look what I done did nigga,
Hop off my bus in your town I'ma scope you out,
Hoping that I find you when I hear shit that you spoke about, l
I'm goin' feel shit,
Like it's be a real hit,
But you're just like that chick that gave you my number a bitch,
in your town over and over you still absent,
And I do meet n greets, you fo'real acting,
I'm sick of yo ill yapping you gonna get your blackend,
That's from the clapping that's 5'6 vill rapping it will happen, bitch!