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hitman 4 hire - proof lyrics

[intro]
murder, listen (what, what?)
from proof to d12 to d12 to promatic back to derty harry (yo, yo)
sicknotes, detroit n*gga, detroit n*gga
the murder city n*gga, murder mitten (murder mitten)
recognise (recognise)

[verse 1]
i’ma fry when howling on silent nights
stop off and flip a cop off [?] buying [viks?] (f*ck you!)
hanging on flying kites of death defying heights
take advantage of pretty sl*ts like giant dyk*s
you worthless like a church b*tch crying christ
slit wrists won’t k!ll me, f*ck it the virus might
make thug n*gga’s heart jump like siren lights
beat the sh*t out of you b*tch like iron mike
kidnap suburban twin children for ten million
set a spot to sell rocks out condemned buildings
my skin peeling for wind*milling on loose gravel
death becomes any emcee that proof battle
i shoot ammo, go rambo on july 4th
i’m low down with the buzz like a high door
jada, i played her and i passed her to will (here!)
hopped in planes with jfk and crashed in the hills
your thoughts suck like monica imagining bill
swallowing medicine cabinet pills
[hook x2]
sick individual, k!lling kids in middle school
(k!ll, derty harry, hitman 4 hire)
(murder)
(death)

[verse 2]
flashbacks of my forgotten past
high of my rock and hash, face inside a stocking mask
put a gun in a purse and run in a church (rob a priest)
i’m one of the first to come with the worst (it’s not for peace)
a b*tch scarrier than a pit terrier
camoflauged assassin in a well lit area
a dagger in the flesh conducting your death
k!lling that b*tch ass noise that thump in your chest
and when [?] i’m blasting the mag them and rob ’em
call her entire [?] like [heritage?] with problems
like “i need help, i’m ready to leave h*ll
having deep felt nightmares and still sleep well”
i’m the beginning like s*x and sperm
so [?] and affects this germs (sh*t)
a lesson learned my stress*filled nerves
sit in h*ll b*tt*naked while my flesh just burns

[hook x2]
i’m a sick individual, k!lling kids in middle school
(k!ll, derty harry, hitman 4 hire)
(murder)
(death)
[verse 3]
we can smoke trees ’til we both bleed
and od, you sipping tea made with coke leaves
my sober brain is growing sane, addicted to novecane
blow the vein, now my thoughts don’t load the same
you a laughingstock, when will this laughing stop
when you and everlast b*tch ass get popped
i beat a soft thug with a golf club until he cough blood
[?] toss slugs at all scrubs
meant to be real for the mentally ill
empty your feel, clip that rip through my sympathy k!ll
my heart’s so good to me chill, ice cold
my thoughts eventually build until your life’s gone
smiling in court with a civilised sickness
’cause in my briefcase is the disfigured eye witness
and what i do with my life n*gga is my business
choking my grandma screaming “die b*tches”

[hook x2]
i’m a sick individual, k!lling kids in middle school
(k!ll, derty harry, hitman 4 hire)
(murder)
(death)

[outro]
real n*ggas n*gga
murder mitten
representing
[?], back to 7 mile back to pa, back the 8 mile
bring ’em back to fenkell
bring ’em back to linwood
back to dexter
the real murderous n*gga
from the days of ybi, i for i, do or die
hang n*gga tree by tree
murder mitten n*gga, 313
derty harry

- proof lyrics

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