Tech N9ne - Real k**er lyrics

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Tech N9ne - Real k**er lyrics

[1st Verse] I was kicking it With this chick for a minute She picked me to hit it Real stiffly I sitted He spit Then we quit it Then I told her To miss me And splitted Quickly I lit it up No problem to get it up Then she called and said She needed me to help her Get rid of what A baby She said she wanted me to k** it No evidence Blood Don't spill it I'm saying at first I didn't feel it But then I started to ponder On what was coming up Yonder A baby by a fling Made days seem Really somber So we both were in agreement The baby I seen it Thinking of k**ing it Made me almost fall To the cement This ain't a job I can do myself I ain't got the brain for this So I called a homie in Kansas Who was trained for this He said The way I rap And make skrill for a living He said he k**s for a living For the grip span He's a hit man So I paid him a fee He told me What date it would be Me and her was down But I really don't think The baby was G So we three road to Kansas Baby probably thinking we scandalous Can't even walk And we band his Life Man is trife Walked in And he told us to relax I sat And he took Her and baby to the back Before I came I smoked some dope To calm me They came back And she was baby less And she was looking like a zombie Baby gone (Baby gone) Were we wrong (Hella wrong) Gotta move on (Gotta move on) Let it alone (yeah) I dropped her off But she didn't hate me For k**ing the baby She said she still Wanted to date me Crazy I'm riding and I'm thinking Why I took a life But I ain't tweeking I know God Probably thinking I should die [hook] Real k**er That is me Real k**er That is me Real k**er That is me This is what you call a what Real k**er That is me Real k**er That is me Real k**er That is me I don't really give a f** Real k**er That is me Real k**er That is me Real k**er That is me Know that ain't nobody iller Real k**er That is me Ma** murderer Natural born k**er That is me [2nd Verse] A couple of years later I'm creeping with this chicklet Little thick chick Hit it raw And gave her triplets I need to learn to hold my liquid So I called my man In Kansas City, Kan I told him I Needed him to do it again After he put 'em away I asked him Homie how could you Be so raw He said to me How could you be so raw We scatted one year later I splatted In the same chick She wanted to have it But I made her do The same sh** So I murdered five kids of mine I'm 'bout to sit in hell a lifetime Bid for mine Cause of abortion No more Abortion Now it's blown out of proportion Insane Never again [hook] Real k**er That is me Real k**er That is me Real k**er That is me This is what you call a what Real k**er That is me Real k**er That is me Real k**er That is me I don't really give a f** Real k**er That is me Real k**er That is me Real k**er That is me Know that ain't nobody iller Real k**er That is me Ma** murderer Natural born k**er That is me

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