Album Cover Kill Yourself

Kill Yourself

TIMBALAND

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[Voice:]

Get out, you can't be in here, you have to get out.

I implore you, please?.. Please?..

You all going to die down here...

It's life or death, either one,

The king is back, take heat and run,

I piss and take a shit on ur beef for fun,

I killed the game, I aint even used a gun,

Who better than me? Don't make me laugh,

I run this shit,they just chase my ass,

I aint talkin shit nigga, just tellin the facts,

I think all the tracks im hearin from niggas is whack,

I be hearin these niggas,

What they say in they rhymes,

I took my spot nobody gave me mine,

I make the beats that boom boom boom! In they trunks,

U disagree homie then go on and jump,

U can bump ur gum,

U can say what u want,

Thats all u gon do cuz yall niggas is punks,

Im number one, u aint nuthin' but shit,

When they need a hit im who they gon' and get,

Talk to me...

[chorus:]

If you got love for me I got love for you,

If you wont fuck wit me I wont fuck wichu,

We can do it howeva u wanna do,

Nigga if u dont fuck wit me I wont fuck wit u,

Gon' head

Kill yourself kill yourself kill yourself

Don' kill yourself,

Kill your self kill yourself,

If I was you I wouldn' fell myself,

Don' kill your self kill your self

Kill your self don' kill yourself,

Kill your self kill your self

If I was you I wouldn' fell myself,

Im tired of niggas, niggas is tired,

U aint a g, I see bitch in ur eyes,

If u close to me, u suposed to be,

But most of u rap niggas is hoes to me,

Wherever u from, the question I ask,

Is do u think I give a fuck, riddle me that,

Cuz in my hood and u jump into hell and back,

This industry shit, to hell wit that,

I seen em come, I seen em go,

I doubt if u can show me sum'in I aint seen before,

Who suposed to be in charge? I need to know,

When I shake ur hand ima step on ur toe,

Go getcha gun, go getcha click,

Imma be rite here chillin wit yo bitch,

U mad at me? Cuz im gettin rich,

Well put the pistol to ur head and empty the clip, pop nigga!

[chorus:]

If you got love for me I got love for you,

If you wont fuck wit me I wont fuck wichu,

We can do it howeva u wanna do,

Nigga if u dont fuck wit me I wont fuck wit u,

Gon' head

Kill yourself kill yourself kill yourself

Don' kill yourself,

Kill your self kill yourself,

If I was you I wouldn' fell myself,

Don' kill your self kill your self

Kill your self don' kill yourself,

Kill your self kill your self

If I was you I wouldn' fell myself,

See my heart, feel my pain

Some of dese stars, some is lames,

How they follow little trends to get they fame,

I aint snappin my damn fingers to get in the game,

U claim u rich, show me son,

If u got so many dollas then loan me one,

Fools think they killas they own a gun,

When u no u bout as sweet as a honey bun,

Trash ur broads, behind a bar,

Like u dat dude frontin hard,

Vip bands dont make u a star,

Like we really still dont no who the fuck u are,

Dont talk behind my back just call me nigga,

Move my heart to the side

Make room to forgive ya

If u still wanna hang, we'll come to get ya,

Put the rope around ur neck and jump my nigga!

[voice:]

Your all going to die down here...

Get out get out you cant be in here...

You're all going to die down here..