Az Rudman - KILLER Lyrics

Uh, huh, uh
Tripped talkin' on my cellphone, and ran into you
You are not a fluke, put you on the loop
No pit stops for you, gunnin' for the top, this is not a drill
God is callin' you, how's this even real?
I saw you yesterday, you were next to me
Since the second grade, saw the best of me
Sweet like Juicy Jay's, you took my breath away
He took your breath away, dream of yesterday
Bring me yesterday, damn
The night comes early on God
He clipped her runnin' down the hall
How did she get so far?
He a killer hit her right in the heart
Tripped talkin' on my cellphone, and ran into you
You are just a fluke, toss you off the loop
No pit stops for you, gunnin' for the top, this is not a drill
God ain't calling you (shoulda put your momma)
Shoulda put your momma on the pill, don't need more of you
Hope you rot in Hell, cell's to nice for you
Beat your ass in jail, sick an tired of you
Virus in the air, find a hirer truth
Matrix set to fail, just in spite of you
Oh, oh where do we go?
Where do we, breath?
God
He clipped her runnin' down the hall
How did she get so far?
He a killer hit right in the heart (in the heart)
The night came early on God
He clipped her runnin' down the hall
How did she get so far?
He a killer hit her right in the heart
(Pew)