Текст песни Kill Yourself - Album Version (Edited) - SebastiAn , Timbaland , Attitude

Get out, get out
You can't be in here, you have to get out
I implore you
Please
Please
You all going to die down here

It's life or death, either one
The king is back, take heed and run
I piss and take a shit on your beef for fun
I killed the game, I ain't even used a gun
Who better than me? Don't make me laugh
I run this shit, they just chase my ass
I ain't talking shit, nigga, just telling the facts
I think all the tracks I'm hearing from niggas is whack

I be hearing these niggas, what they say in their rhymes
I took my spot, nobody gave me mine
I make the beats that boom-boom-boom in they trunks
You disagree, homie, then go on and jump
You can bump your gum, you can say what you want
That's all you gonna do 'cause y'all niggas is punks
I'm number one, you ain't nothing but shit
When they need a hit I'm who they gonna and get
Talk to me

If you got love for me, I got love for you
If you won't fuck with me, I won't fuck with you
We can do it however you wanna do
Nigga, if you don't fuck with me, I won't fuck with you
Go ahead

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

I'm tired of niggas, niggas is tired
You ain't a G, I see bitch in your eyes
If you close to me, you supposed to be
But most of you rap niggas is hoes to me
Wherever you from, the question I ask
Is "Do you think I give a fuck?" Riddle me that
'Cause in my hood, you done been into hell and back
This industry shit, to hell with that

I seen 'em come, I seen 'em go
I doubt if you can show me something I ain't seen before
Who supposed to be in charge? I need to know
When I shake your hand, Imma step on your toe
Go get you gun, go get your click
Imma be right here chilling with yo bitch
You mad at me 'cause I'm getting rich
Well, put the pistol to your head and empty the clip
Pop, nigga

If you got love for me, I got love for you
If you won't fuck with me, I won't fuck with you
We can do it however you wanna do
Nigga, if you don't fuck with me, I won't fuck with you
Go ahead

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

See my heart, feel my pain
Some is stars, some is lames
How they follow little trends to get they fame
I ain't snapping my damn fingers to get in the game
You claim you rich, show me, son
If you got so many dollars then loan me one
Fools think they killers they own a gun
When you know you about as sweet as a honey bun

Trash your broads, behind a bar
Like you that dude, you fronting hard
VIP bands don't make you a star
Like we really still don't know who the fuck you are
Don't talk behind my back, just call me, nigga
Move my heart to the side, make room to forgive you
If you still wanna hang, we'll come to get you
Put the rope around your neck and jump, my nigga

You're all going to die down here
Get out, get out, you can't be in here
You're all going to die down here