Frank Miller (Kill Again)

Right before I come recording

Put a slit up on your neck

I just need the thrill, the blood, it spill

Then watch it all again

Hit rewind, ain't the time

Pressin' stop, I don't feel fine

Got the pressure in my head

Now I got to kill again

Grab the tape recorder

JVC, just to hear the screams

Got my rusty blade, all the same

Just to make you bleed

I'm a cop killa, big thriller

I was made by Frank Miller

Black and white you got the scene

Now I'm spillin' red you see

Got strappas up

Block won't stop me from the flock

Hit the rock, cannot stop

Tanking suckas like a stock

Can you feel me breath?

I am not alive, I cannot even see

Pray for me

That I get away again with-

Got, got my handycam, click record

Just for when I black out, I spazzed out

Now I gotta clean up, got my ShamWow

Damn I'm the man, I just got away again

I ain't run, I'm a slow bitch

But try and come and catch this

My way of life is dark and deep

Never keep the peace, ya bleep

I'm buckin' suckas, fuckin' mothas

I am always down to rumble

You'll be famous on the news

Hanging from a fuckin' noose

With a note, sign by me

F-r-e-double-d-i-e

Blessing from the gods, I just think I really got it

I'm invincible

People really try but they can't stop it

I just block it, lock it

Open up and bodies droppin'

Who is knockin'?

It's the devil and we fuckin' poppin'