Ya Killin' Me Lyrics - Pill

Intro (Tech N9ne)- 

Nigga ya came lame 

Trying to attain fame 

Making it that damn thang 

But Strange bringing you Samhain's reign 

Trying to blame game 

When you in the lane you can tame on the bang mang 

When fame you gonna bring insane pain 

Chorus- x2 

(It's so easy) God sent me here to punish you 

(Believe me) I'm the wrong one to run into 

(I'm crazy) They tell me ain't nobody cold as you 

But you, you (Ha ha) ya killin' me! 

Pill- 

Thought that you was nice 

But I got news for ya sorta kinda 

A deal twice, its nice, its rights with the 49ers 

Pain bringer over houses 

You softer than Dora's pouches 

Smoke a Joker quicker than Batman and torture spouses 

Can't believe that you ain't with me 

That you ain't as clean and cold as us 

Trench a Weed? might crank some speed but ever believe that you froze enough 

With the lights on 

You think that you tight because you got all of that ice on 

This the right song, because I finish beginnings as soon as they turn my mic on 

Yeah, but I tell ya this 

Fuck, it I package and mail ya this 

Better open this letter, ya hope its a fella? 

They told me to tap ya and tell ya quick (Bitch!) 

This the mixture of a pistol and some liquor 

Wrap your mouth around this barrel 

Guaranteed you drop quicker 

(Damn!) On some Smokey shit 

Its Friday with the coldest bitch (poke a bitch?) 

Shoulder then shoulder the dough and toe the ditch (holla at ya) 

Oh, my bad! I didn't know that was your bottom bitch 

I do this shit easy like after eating some cottage cheese 

Chorus x 2 

I feel vicious 

I bust to my meal ticket 

I'm up in the ill spittage 

I fucks with the Pill nigglets! 

I'm real bitches 

Be walking I feel livid 

Even though my skrill vicious 

I'm painted up and still wicked 

Fuck! My pen just took a big shit 

I don't give a fuck cuz I'm gonna rip this 

Everybody that called me Devil is gonna get a plague on their family 

Dammint its in the muthafuckin' red 

Tech is sick of people's lack of acknowledgement 

He was rippin' before wack niggas got a scent 

To the reaper, the sack when ya dollas went 

Bustin (???) cuz I gotta vent 

This industry can truly suck a booty 

This rap is how a snap and hack a loogie, sucka sue me 

Got straps right in the back, I pack it truly for ya newbies 

I crack ya niggas ass for acting tooty fucking fruity 

Laughin' at you wannabes, 

Im'a hang nooses, for dudes thats useless 

Nigga its fucking Strange Music (Strange Music) 

We bang to the boogie, don't sleep on this 

Stoppin' a nigga gonna eat with a beast (?) 

Wanna creep up on a brotha, beef ya gonna get 

When you rappin' niggas never gonna speak on shit! 

Chorus x 2