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Death The Kid, you know how it is
Hate to dismiss any mistake
If it ain't right then you must be kiddin'
Joke's mislead because you're now slippin'
Oblique mind, then I give a fix
Simply blast it, it ain't a trick
Just one click, then the second click
Rest is, oh my goodness, you're history
It ain't a mystery to entry, just that I'm not so intrigued
Don't get it wrong son, I'm a sweet treat
Bang bang bang bang, have a nice dream
If it ain't proper, it's incomplete
Making me shiver because you're lacking heat
Stop taking chances, it's real steep
I now watch when you sleep, 'cause my *guns* creep
Not enough for me to satisfy
Any mistakes, let's clarify
Let's post it on the classified
Find the bad and boom, bye-bye
Do it together with my entourage
Placing you head in the back of garage
Have a little sale and sell you cheap
So please get out, you're out of my league, you know
You still don't understand the range that you stay in
I ain't playin
No more tradin, losing it, it ain't easy to get back
You know what I'm sayin'
Hit your case with a big back slap
Click the gat and go blat blat blat
Everything I touch will go platinum
Somehow people around me clappin' it, yep
Death The Kid, you know how it is
Hate to dismiss any mistake
If it ain't right then you must be kiddin'
Joke's mislead because you're now slippin'
Oblique mind, then I give a fix
Simply blast it, it ain't a trick
Just one click, then the second click
Rest is, oh my goodness, you're history
It ain't a mystery to entry, just that I'm not so intrigued
Don't get it wrong son, I'm a sweet treat
Bang bang bang bang, have a nice dream
If it ain't proper, it's incomplete
Making me shiver because you're lacking heat
Stop taking chances, it's real steep
I now watch when you sleep, 'cause my guns creep
Bang bang bang bang, have a nice dream
Bang bang bang bang, have a nice dream
Bang bang bang bang, have a nice dream
Bang bang bang bang, have a nice dream
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