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nobody - killah toni lyrics

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(intro)
claim to be a shooter but you ain’t never shot sh*t
claim to be a hit but you ain’t even popping
claim to k!ll sh*t but ha yeah

(verse one)
you’sa f*cking weirdo i don’t know why you dodging me (f*cking weirdo)
stole my whole style don’t need no apology (don’t need it)
bored of these games f*ck monopoly (f*ck it)
lets get it popping b stop with the talking g (stop capping)
ignoring your messages why you stocking me (why you do it)
you’re no anomaly starstruck astronomy
nah you more starbucks, stick to coffee (b*tch ass)
honestly you helping out with the economy (hoe)
‘cuz ya recycling sk!lls saving lives probably (same sh*t)
the sh*t you kicking is comedy no modesty (ha ha)
or sign of comradely you just a novelty (d*mn)
act, that sh*ts wack onе long odyssey
peep the mediocrity from this fakе socrates
lacking quality i’d love to battle you responsibly (facts)
but all this gun talk get you smoked like broccoli (pop pop)
k!ll you with velocity so who the f*ck stopping me (who?)

(hook)
claim to be a shooter but you ain’t never shot sh*t (shot sh*t)
claim to be a hit but you ain’t even popping (popping)
claim to k!ll sh*t but you ain’t caught no bodies (no bodies)
claiming all of this but you ain’t n0body (n0body)
claim to be a shooter but you ain’t never shot sh*t (shot sh*t)
claim to be a hit but you ain’t even popping (popping)
claim to k!ll sh*t but you ain’t caught no bodies (no bodies)
claiming all of this but you ain’t n0body (n0body)
(verse two)
switching up snakes on some fake sh*t bruh
but my grass lower than a strippers b*tt (ha ha)
guess it wasn’t enough i must’ve f*cked up (f*cked up)
or maybe this is just some type of luck ‘cuz
i get to eradicate the fake with a grenade (bow)
blows up in they face, ‘cuz they some b grades (d*mn)
can’t wet me up b*tch just call me suede (ha ha)
these rap games i don’t play hoe this ain’t 2k (2k)
i been had enemies and adversaries
but now i feel the competition is imaginary (where they at)
who really in my lane with a flame that they carry (who?)
compositions is lame its a shame i must burry (rip)
dont claim that k!llah sh*t unless you k!lling sh*t (k!lling sh*t)
am to pm i slaughter so call lyricists (facts)
f*ck ten toes i cut em off till they limbless (cut ‘en off)
go against me and defeat is only eminent

(hook)
claim to be a shooter but you ain’t never shot sh*t (shot sh*t)
claim to be a hit but you ain’t even popping (popping)
claim to k!ll sh*t but you ain’t caught no bodies (no bodies)
claiming all of this but you ain’t n0body (n0body)
claim to be a shooter but you ain’t never shot sh*t (shot sh*t)
claim to be a hit but you ain’t even popping (popping)
claim to k!ll sh*t but you ain’t caught no bodies (no bodies)
claiming all of this but you ain’t n0body (n0body)
(outro)
you ain’t n0body
motherf*ckers always running they mouth
on some peanut b*tter jelly bullsh*t with no bread
it’s k!llah toni baby

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