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Keri Hilson

"Kill Yourself"

{*blurred voice in the beginning*}

[Timbaland]
It's life or death, either one
The king is back, take head and run
I p*ss and take a sh*t 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 sh*t, babe just chase my ass
I ain't talkin' sh*t n*gga just tellin' the facts
I think all the tracks I'm hearin' from n*ggas is whack
I be hearin' this n*ggas, 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 n*ggas is punk
I'm number one, you ain't number sh*t
When they need a hit, who do they come to get
Talk to me

[Hook by Attitude]
If you got love for me I got love for you
If you won't f*ck with me I won't f*ck with you
We can do it however you wanna do
n*gga if you won't f*ck with me I won't f*ck 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)

[Attitude]
Yo
Hey
I'm tired of n*ggas, n*ggas is tired
You ain't a G, I see b*tch in your eyes
If you're close to me, you're supposed to be
But most you rap n*ggas is hoes to me
Wherever you from, you pushin' the X
And do you think I give a f*ck, belittle me that
Cause you in my hood and you dump into hell and back
This sinister sh*t, 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 b*tch
You mad at me, cause I'm getting' rich?
Put the pistol to your head and empty the clip
f*ck n*gga!

[Hook]
If you got love for me I got love for you
If you won't f*ck with me I won't f*ck with you
We can do it however you wanna do
n*gga if you won't f*ck with me I won't f*ck 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)

[Sebastian]
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 f*ck you are
Don't talk behind my back, just call me n*gga
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 n*gga

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