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Krizz Kaliko

Genres: Hip-Hop

You See It (buss It) Lyrics - Krizz Kaliko

When you see my smilin', I'm really frownin' 

You think you're really wildin'? I'm killa clownin' 

Meaning I don't give a fuck about nothing you say that you do 

Because stupid is how everybody sounded 

Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me 

Homie, you would leave me by my lonely 

I'm thinking death and destruction 

Images of blood and pus and I ain't looking for nothing but trouble 

Thinking of murdering you when I'm just lounging 

(That's just the devil, just the devil) 

Block it out and keep it moving 

I'm evil and it's pussy that I'm pursuing 

Gimme the Bible, yes I need it 'cause Tecca Nina's in ruin 

Mentally I'm fuckin' up when really I don't know what I'm doin' 

My tolerance for physical pain has gained rapidly 

I'm gobbling more thizzles then thangs but it came back at me 

The holy father must have flipped and became mad at me 

Because I'm pondering a wicked insane strategy 

How to end it all (Yeah), many men will fall (Yeah) 

Any sin I saw (Yeah), Nina been involved (Yeah) 

You don't really want it with me punk you don't have the gall 

The taste of blood on my tongue makin' me want to brawl 

No sentimental shit, death is the penalty 

For any bitch you try to re-kindle this 

It'll get your temple hit 

'Bout to bubble, about to pop just like a pimple get 

Send it something so insane I'm so not for simple shit 

So teeter totter mothafucka if you want it 

But just keep it to the left of me, crazy 'til the death of me 

Pussy money more money blood and guts is the recipe 

Half and hell of drama for Nina is a necessity 

Good and bad is fightin' within me and I'm the referee 

Shit is looking like it is evil getting the best of me 

Bitches think I'm pleasant and really wantin' the sex with me 

I'm promisin' you I'm losing it, you don't really want to mess with me 

 

You don't wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back) 

Make it chicka bang bang (You don't want it with me) 

If you don't really want it nigga (Fall back) 

'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it with me) 

And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it 

One of us ain't gonna make it out 

You don't want it with me 

I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael 

Push it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout 

You don't want it with me 

 

Betta load up your drums 

Load up your guns 

Everybody better get to runnin' 

You don't want it with me 

I'm a lyrical cynical rippin' ya pinnacle 

Damage anybody when I see they really want it with me 

Techa-ninna told me nigga get money 

And never been dumby 

Shit on a nigga when he comin' funny with me 

Follow the beat follow your feet 

Gimme the weed keys G's 

And a quarter pound of bullets with a machete 

Mister Reese known for getting it poppin' 

You niggas be droppin' 

And when you do your albums be floppin' 

When ever I spit it 

Man better yet when ever I drop it 

Your wifies gone cop it 

She even tell you nigga go cop it 

You don't want it with me 

I'll fuck your life up like a disease 

I'm hauntin' your dreams 

With a fully auto choppa them beams 

Mayne yadadamean 

Ya life ain't shit but a dream 

So just remember when your breathin' you don't want it with me 

 

You don't wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back) 

Make it chicka bang bang (You don't want it with me) 

If you don't really want it nigga (Fall back) 

'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it with me) 

And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it 

One of us ain't gonna make it out 

You don't want it with me 

I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael 

Push it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout 

You don't want it with me 

 

And you don't want it from me 

See I'm believing that people are really angels and demons 

Instead of human beings 

I'm havin' feelings of wanting to be the cause of you bleeding 

Causin' your family to be grieving now your soul is leaving 

Entered in my mind the raw holy words and religious battles 

Keep 'em mutilated like cannibal over serpent rattles 

I'm seeing shadows and bodies swingin' from gallows 

As I'm sitting in a circle surrounded by seven candles 

My eyes rolls back, I speak in tongues, I bleed from gums 

It's time to hit the streets with guns 

I'm bustin' seventy shots laughin' as the people run 

I plead to be free from these evil deeds I've done 

Until the pain coincides with my violence and agony 

Oh the humanity, why does he keep stabbing me 

But it's me that I'm stabbing, it's self-inflicted wounds 

The Hitchcock of hip-hop, the end is comin' soon 

 

You don't wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back) 

Make it chicka bang bang (You don't want it with me) 

If you don't really want it nigga (Fall back) 

'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it with me) 

And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it 

One of us ain't gonna make it out 

You don't want it with me 

I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael 

Push it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout 

You don't want it with me 

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