Yo.. one-two.. it's only right baby 7L.. these cats are easy kills It's dangerous, yo, check, yo [Esoteric] This type of cat live, like a psycho-hyperactive
[performed by Kanye West, Pusha T, Big Sean, Cyhi The Prynce, Common] [Kanye West:] Uh, Good music, this our year Backing drums by DJ Premier Now let
't go no further without the Jack of Hearts. The next day was hangin' day, the sky was overcast and black, Big Jim lay covered up, killed by a penknife
floor Bitch Every where we go (2X) She kills me but I still love her (4X) My car! Your car? Yeah my car so dope Murder Dat Chevy With the butterfly
to zero with flatlines Kill your whole entourage off with just one rhyme One rhyme... one rhyme... just one rhyme I don't give a fuck I kill em with
feel so real These happy endings are just illusions Dying every day that we go by Here i'm stripped naked for the conclusion It's killing me a little
an old friend Ever expected but never knocking Holding your own in a battered car all night parties cocktail bars And smile when the butterfly escapes the killing
flesh, to a plateau of green grass, and green trees full of life. A young figure sits still by a pool, he's been stamped "Human Bacon" by some butchery
not good at this I'm a wreck and I know and i tend to show it every chance that i get butterflies in the skies they just fly on by ya there making me
jails Sex and violence sells Twelve serial killers, twelve dead without a trail or a trace& It's prime time, the fight night, pay per view, suicide, the bee sting butterfly
go no further without the Jack of Hearts. Well the next day was hangin' day, and the sky was overcast and black, Big Jim lay covered up, killed by a
butterflies, butterflies again Chasin those butterflies, butterflies again You givin me butterflies, butterflies again You givin me butterflies, butterflies again Something about your lovin caught me by surprise Oh yeah, you givin me butterflies
Chorus: Oh sweet Ms. Bumblebee Why you lying on the street When you could beat your wings To m bizzy beat Buzzin by honey pie Your fuzzy fur is in my
drink, hit the dank, do some drugs Go kill yourself [Kon] Fuck you! [Kun] Well stop blowin my buzz! [Proof] I'm at the front of the bar by the lounge
Now here's a little story! My dad told! His greatest life secret! Unfolds In this world Where everything's been said What can I come up with every
greetings in the name of the most high, Jah Rhastafari, Christ, took a sip of the Amaretto, Passed it down the table said today I'll be betrayed by
[Kanye West] Uh, Good music, this our year backing drums by DJ Premier now let me count it down, who the f-ck up in here Common, Don, Old G, battle rap
beat yo ass cuz you think you did something I aint fucked up bout no nigga Niggas coming by the dozen I be with da shit, my paper is thick, like niggas kill
