Текст песни Suicidewrist - Kylof Söze

Get it, get it, I′m a rebel now. Got my foot down on the pedal now
Ain't no one on my level now
I just level up, you just level down. Put on for my hometown
I′m going up when it goes down
What come round just go round
You step to me, you won't last a round
Suicide on the wrist, had to kill myself for the fit, aye
Move a brick, don't give a sh*t
I′ll smack a b*tch for they chips, aye
Pull out the heater, I′m hotter than ovens
I'll f*ck on ya momma, ya sister, ya cousin
And b*tch, I′m not bluffing
Kylof, the meanest. Chop up these rappers, you know that I eat 'em
Ugh
Why do you do it like that?
Asking the kid why he moving like that?
Ain′t no way that he's improving like that?
I be getting this money, ain′t losing at that
Gimme some Gatorade
B*tch, I need vitamins, always in pain where the Vicodin's, aye
These b*tches hatin'
They say I won′t make it but I really don′t give a f*ck what they say
Ooh!
These b*tches nasty
They lacking some class
I ain't gonna hit it, but smack on the a
Smokin′ a cig while they smokin' on gas
B*tch, I just cop me some raf, aye
Cut me some slack, I be doing my best
The choppa be hungry, put you in a vest
The choppa be hungry, put two in ya chest
The choppa be hungry, put two in ya flesh
Get it, get it, I′m a rebel now
Got my foot down on the pedal now
Ain't no one on my level now
I just level up, you just level down
Put on for my hometown
I′m going up when it goes down
What come round just go round
You step to me, you won't last a round