I can't compete I'm a fashion disaster You better be dressed to kill You better be dressed to kill You better be dressed to kill You better be dressed to kill
our end table Your blood was strewn across the walls They'll find you on your bathroom floor when I'm done But should I write it all off? You should have killed
Something?s wrong and it?s not me for once, and I know you?ll call me crazy? but I hate the way you look straight through me. What have I don?t that?s
back, back ba back, hey hey! [Chorus] Kill joy, kill joy, a kill joy, a kill joy Watch them bullets ricochet like Blam ba blam, blam blam ba blam blam Kill
heart was broken so heavy you might know my love was for you you know! oh! go to the grave together [* repeat] I'll kill you (You go to the grave with me) I'll kill
Kill my energy Kill my enemy Kill my energy Kill my enemy Kill my energy Kill my enemy It's a Kill a asian To kill my radio station To kill my energy To kill my enemy To kill
on Lossen up Cos you're really gonna wipe 'em out Dressed to kill, she wanna play with you Watch your step, she's gonna run you through Dressed to kill
One fine day I started writing home One finds It's so hard To make it It's gotta be the right time It's gotta be the right kind line It's gotta be the
I anticipate The knife glides out silent, waiting for its prey Another notch, another kill in this game I play Chorus x2 There?s a psycho kill
you waiting for? I'm not running from you (from you) Come break me down Bury me, bury me I am finished with you Look in my eyes You're killing me, killing
art You're a headache In a suitcase You're a star Oh no, don't be shy You don't have to go blind Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me You don't know
still holla at my homies (Ohhhhhhhhh) And when I hit the block I still, will kill! And I dont want, nigga but I will If I got to, kill! If niggas get
never heard of you so we usin motherfuckin bars of death to murder you [Hook] [Esoteric] it's murder death kill [Celph Titled] or it's kill death murder
You can find me in the club where the huns at Muthafuck that trucker hat hug-rap I know who I am, who I be, who I always was Not a rapper that would dis
bom bom bom bom bom yeah (x2) (*)Vanity kills, it don't pay bills Vanity kills, you love you (**)Vanity kills, it don't pay bills Vanity kills, it kills
needle in her arm Ah, but when she's good, she's so damn good Killing Yourself Killing Yourself Killing Yourself K-K-K-Killing Yourself You're just killing
't just do whatever you want, girl BRIDGE Loving you Is killing me Is killing me Loving you Is killing me Is killing me yeah VERSE Loving you, is killing
