Can I Kill You Mate?

CAN I KILL YOU MATE? PROBABLY
GONNA FILL MY PLATE ‘CAUSE I’M FILLED WITH HATE
SICK OF MOTHERFUCKERS WHO ARE THINKING THEY’RE GREAT
WHEN THEY’RE NOT NOW YOU’RE LOST WHEN I’M WAVING MY BLADE
DO YOU WANNA HAVE A TASTE OF THE BASE OF MY SPADE
JUST WAIT ’TIL I’M FINISHED DIGGING IDIOTS GRAVES
THAT’S A WASTE OF A FACE GONNA GRACE IT WITH MACE
TIE A FUCKING KNOT AROUND YOUR NECK WITH MY LACE
I’M A GRIMEY CUNT IF YOU WIND IZ YOU FIND IT OUT
FIND IT OUT WHY MY EYES ARE SHUT
MY EYES ARE GLAZED FOR THE LIVES I’VE ERASED
‘CAUSE I’M HOTTER THAN THE BOTTOM OF A DEVILISH BLAZE
SPITTING MORE FIRE THAN A PLANE IN A DOGFIGHT
ROLLS ROYCE ENGINE PRETENDING I’M ALRIGHT
SPITTING LYRIC BULLETS LIKE I’M WORLD WAR TWO
THIS’LL BE THE END OF THE WORLD FOR YOU

MANIPULATE YOUR WISHES WHEN YOU'RE TAKING YOUR LAST BREATHS
WISH YOU NEVER EVER CROSSED THE BEST WITH A FAST THREAT
THREATS YOU REGRET NOW I'VE LET FROM YOUR NECK
ALL YOUR BLOOD 'CAUSE I COULD NOW IT'S TIME THAT YOU MET DEATH
REAPER I'VE REAPED SO MANY BODIES THAT THEY'RE HEAPED UP
REACHED SO FAR SO FAR THEY CANNOT KEEP UP
EACH FLOW GATHERS FASTER THAN THE BEAT DROPS
I'M AT LEAST STUCK WITH BUCKET FULLS SO GET FUCKED
I'M GRIMEY AS OWT AND YOU'RE FINDING IT OUT
I'M A MOTHERFUCKING KILLA AND I'M FOUL OF THE MOUTH
AND I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU FOR A POUND
BUT A POUND OF THE PURE THC SHATTER BUTTER FOR A DAB
SUCKING DABS THEN I'LL STAB YOU IN THE ABS
WITH A SPOON THEN I'LL CAUTERISE THE WOUND 'CAUSE I'M MAD
AND MY BOWL'S SO HOT I BURNED MY FINGERPRINTS OFF
GONNA HEAT IT UP AGAIN AND PUT IT ON YOUR COCK BITCH
GONNA COME ALONG AND GONNA TAKE YOU HOSTAGE
CUTTING OFF YOUR LIMB MEAT AND TURN IT INTO SAUSAGE
LOOKING FOR THE BEST OF THE REST WELL IT'S NOT THIS
THIS SHIT FOR SMASHING IN THE HEADS OF NEW BORN KIDS
SHIT TO GAN AND KILL YOUR GRAN TO OR GAN AND SHAG YOUR MAM TO
EVEN IF YOU DIVVEN’T WANT TO
NOW I'M ASKING YOU WHO DO YOU BELONG TO?
ME BITCH NOT YOU, HEARD OF ME YET 'CAUSE I’M NOT NEW

I'M NEVER GONNA STOP BEING A CRIMINAL OR FILLING WOMEN IN
I'M NEVER GONNA TELL THE COUNCIL WHAT I'M LIVING IN
WHY WOULD I EVER WHAT TO PAY A TON PERCENT
IF IT'S SEVENTY PERCENT OF I'M LIVING BY MESEN PFFT
WHAT'S THE FUCKING POINT OF PAYING TAX TWICE
MIGHT AS WELL START CHARGING THE RATS AND THE MICE
START DIVIDING THE PRICE
THEN I'M STARTING TO PART FROM ME OWN LIFE
GONNA COME BACK AS A POULTERGEIST
'CAUSE I'M UP A HEIGHT MOTHERFUCKING RIGHT
WEED RAP CHAT I'M BACK WITH THAT WHY AYE
NOW I'M PIE EYED AND I CAN'T LIE
DON'T EVEN TRY MOTHERFUCKER 'CAUSE YOU CAN DIE
AND I'LL MAKE SURE YOU DO 'CAUSE I'M MAKING THE RULES
EVEN MAKING THE TOOLS AND I'M BREAKING THE FOOLS
'CAUSE THEY HATING IZ TOO ONLY RATING A FEW
THE REST GET THE WORST DEATH TIMES NINE