Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Kiss
Her love is a gun, her love is a blade, she's a killer. Bitch is insane, she deals in pain, she's a killer. Ooh, she'll *** you clean. Then she'll watch you bleed. So obscene, she's what I need. She loves to hear me scream,
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Madonna
Dark eyes on a dangerous face you are a beautiful killer. We pass by the same old place you are a (beautiful killer). You don't have a life, you have blood on your hands. You can sleep at night and I don't understand. I.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Killer Mike
Big is dead, Pac is dead. My music's dead, and y'all just scared. {scratched: "I'm Killer Mike, I'm Killer Mike, I'm Killer Mike, I'm Killer Mike"}. Rap is dead, rock is dead. My music's dead, and y'all just.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Killer Mike & El-P & Despot
To the mother of my enemy, I just killed your son. He died with his face to the sky and it cannot be undone. He didn't die hard, in the end he just grinned and bowed. Made him dig his own grave at the point of.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: The Hoosiers
I hate my work, but I'm in control. I'm fearless now, but it cost my soul. Save yourselves, the moon is full. Under its power, gravitational pull. Blood red lips, they shake like leaves. You're flesh and blood, but.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Killer Mike
Yeah, still Killa Kill from the ville. With a flow so cold it'll froze your nose. Something like the blow did back in the 90's. When I sold to the geeked out hoes. Must be the reason my flow so.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: T.I. & Big Boi & Killer Mike
Hut one, Hut two two. Ready set go. Make these niggas get right. Or get low. Hut one, hut two two. Ready set go. Make these niggas get right. Or get low. Get low, get low or get right right. Holla killer kill.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Killer Mike & Slimm Calhoun
Since last heard I'm still Randy Moss. And I still catch a beat runnin' when its tossed. And often light green kiss my ass to coffin. Cut the bull in Harlem on sloughths(?) and. Cut the bull then I'm.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: André 3000 & Killer Mike
Yeah! Killer keeps it honest. Cause reality is perception with a weak stomach. Bubbling uneasy like the bowels of hell (Boo!). Enough to make a black ghost turn pale. Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! [Verse 1:.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Killer Mike
This album was created entirely by Jaime and Mike. My man JoJo got a caught on fed photo. So he gotta get out of Atlanta hit SoHo. Baby mama say he been selfish, he like "so.