In For The Kill

Текст песни STS - In For The Kill

In for the Kill Lyrics[Course]
I'm going in for the kill
I'm doing it for a thrill
I'm hoping you'll understand
And not let go of my hand
I'm going in for the kill
I'm doing it for a thrill
I'm hoping you'll understand
And not let go of my hand

[Verse 1]
Okay
I did this shit, cause I do this shit
Harder than the Louis kicks
Ain't no sense in poppin' fly
When I come through and ruin shit
What else can I prove with this
What mountains can I move with this
What fairy tales can I dispel
To show you all I'm not new to this
Eminem lost Proof to this
Me, see, I lost T. to this
Tryin' to live his dreams and mine
At the same time is tedious
No breaks in my immediate
The future ain't that far away
I put so much in my rhymes
That I might write a bar a day
Just me and my jar of Haze
And ain't no way we parting way
Before I roll up hold up (hold up)
I got something hard to say
Who's the greatest? Ain't no greatest
We all just got our parts to play
A raisin in the sun
But I for one feel like Poitier
Denzel with a pen-cil?
Gun in hand wanted man
John Q with the one-two
I must do what I must do
Go for the kill like hunting bill
No, no, bitch, like hunting Bill
Karadine, I'm kerosine
Nigga I break it down for real
[Course]
I'm going in for the kill
I'm doing it for a thrill
I'm hoping you'll understand
And not let go of my hand
I'm going in for the kill
I'm doing it for a thrill
I'm hoping you'll understand
And not let go of my hand

[Verse 2]
So may the legend live forever
The immaculate conceptor
Let this live as a legend
And my poetry is Edgar
Allen, and I'm Stalin
With a ditsy bitch like Palin
Who suck dick and look good in kicks
But that's her only talent
She waiting with me backstage
By The Roots with Jimmy Fallon
This A-town 'illadelphian
I'm hip hop to the skeleton
Slightly missing melanin
My black ass is just yella then
Reaching in my jar of kush the size they put relish in
Greatness is what I relish in
I go where the beat takes me
I can't help but murder shit
I'm going John Wayne Gacy
The flow is fucking crazy
I'm talking Jeffrey Dahmer
And this is murder one
I understand your honour
Its manslaughter we the wolves like Ann Arbor
The game is looking like lamb and I'm the night stalker
Black Trench Parker it only gets darker
And this is where your role ends
Cue the choppers
[Course]
I'm going in for the kill
I'm doing it for a thrill
I'm hoping you'll understand
And not let go of my hand
I'm going in for the kill
I'm doing it for a thrill
I'm hoping you'll understand
And not let go of my hand

[Verse 3]
Yeah it's black hearses and night nurses with these verses
I make your soul surface higher than my weed purchase
Niggas want a song with pop. Well, I'm the dream merchant
Now that was harder than the Rock. Nah, I keep searching
This is G.O.L.D shit burning down mo shit
I will never fold shit. Pressed like control sticks
This is where the going gets tougher than a muthafucka
This my theme music - I'ma get you suckas

[Course]
I'm going in for the kill
I'm doing it for a thrill
I'm hoping you'll understand
And not let go of my hand
I'm going in for the kill
I'm doing it for a thrill
I'm hoping you'll understand
And not let go of my hand