I have no point
Like Berry White on helium
Is OJ in the room
Cuz tonight I'm killing them
I'm not dre
But I'll be your Aftermath
You think it's easy
To be ruthless
You think you just add an e
I broke out the zoo
Cant cage my savagery
My casualties
Are only collateral
My careers on the lateral
Pains married to money
That's holy matrimony
But what do I know
I'm a marvel in the streets
So I get
Caped in America
Got the ideology
Of Killmonger
All the bodies in the streets got me real somber
Got to ask the real question
Can I stand any longer
Kapernick
I'm pooped
Still, get decked
Like a back of a ship
Can't stand 3 licks
Like a tootsie pop
Red light but I can't stop, stop, stop, stop
People on the sidelines
Everybody must die
People on the sidelines
Everybody must die
If hurt people
Hurt people
We all in the ICU
Got my skin turning red
Got your skin turning blue
My frame of mind
So shaky
It got Parkinsons disease
I'm the king
Jesus ain't the only one
Who got people on their knees
Ya'll rough
Ya sandpaper
Hit you on ya chest
Look like a human crater
Better back it up
Like you doing the rump shaker (Ahhh)
Better ask somebody
Got an ignorant philosophy
The dark skin Socrates
If you birth these rappers
I hope they get aborted
You little teacup
Short and stout
Make you stouter
When I snap off your mouth
I'll be sure
To kill you softly
I'm negative but I'm positive
You cant stop me
People on the sidelines
Everybody must die
People on the sidelines
Everybody must die
Killa
Lamar Jr. - Sideline Lyrics
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I have no point
Like Berry White on helium
Is OJ in the room
Cuz tonight I'm killing them
I'm not dre
But I'll be your Aftermath
You think it's easy
To be ruthless
You think you just add an e
I broke out the zoo
Cant cage my savagery
My casualties
Are only collateral
My careers on the lateral
Pains married to money
That's holy matrimony
But what do I know
I'm a marvel in the streets
So I get
Caped in America
Got the ideology
Of Killmonger
All the bodies in the streets got me real somber
Got to ask the real question
Can I stand any longer
Kapernick
I'm pooped
Still, get decked
Like a back of a ship
Can't stand 3 licks
Like a tootsie pop
Red light but I can't stop, stop, stop, stop
People on the sidelines
Everybody must die
People on the sidelines
Everybody must die
If hurt people
Hurt people
We all in the ICU
Got my skin turning red
Got your skin turning blue
My frame of mind
So shaky
It got Parkinsons disease
I'm the king
Jesus ain't the only one
Who got people on their knees
Ya'll rough
Ya sandpaper
Hit you on ya chest
Look like a human crater
Better back it up
Like you doing the rump shaker (Ahhh)
Better ask somebody
Got an ignorant philosophy
The dark skin Socrates
If you birth these rappers
I hope they get aborted
You little teacup
Short and stout
Make you stouter
When I snap off your mouth
I'll be sure
To kill you softly
I'm negative but I'm positive
You cant stop me
People on the sidelines
Everybody must die
People on the sidelines
Everybody must die
Killa
Like Berry White on helium
Is OJ in the room
Cuz tonight I'm killing them
I'm not dre
But I'll be your Aftermath
You think it's easy
To be ruthless
You think you just add an e
I broke out the zoo
Cant cage my savagery
My casualties
Are only collateral
My careers on the lateral
Pains married to money
That's holy matrimony
But what do I know
I'm a marvel in the streets
So I get
Caped in America
Got the ideology
Of Killmonger
All the bodies in the streets got me real somber
Got to ask the real question
Can I stand any longer
Kapernick
I'm pooped
Still, get decked
Like a back of a ship
Can't stand 3 licks
Like a tootsie pop
Red light but I can't stop, stop, stop, stop
People on the sidelines
Everybody must die
People on the sidelines
Everybody must die
If hurt people
Hurt people
We all in the ICU
Got my skin turning red
Got your skin turning blue
My frame of mind
So shaky
It got Parkinsons disease
I'm the king
Jesus ain't the only one
Who got people on their knees
Ya'll rough
Ya sandpaper
Hit you on ya chest
Look like a human crater
Better back it up
Like you doing the rump shaker (Ahhh)
Better ask somebody
Got an ignorant philosophy
The dark skin Socrates
If you birth these rappers
I hope they get aborted
You little teacup
Short and stout
Make you stouter
When I snap off your mouth
I'll be sure
To kill you softly
I'm negative but I'm positive
You cant stop me
People on the sidelines
Everybody must die
People on the sidelines
Everybody must die
Killa
Writer: Keith Queener
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid