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Vakill - I Came For You

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Artist: Vakill
Title: I Came 4 U
Album: Armor of God
Track: #13
Album Release Date: 6/14/11
Produced By: Panik
Video Directed By: Sense Hernandez

First Verse:

come from the land
were the apex of man
evolves back to ape next
every 8 secs
and tecs have fetishes for for bullet hole gaped sex
latex is placed on trigger hands
when fucking we leave no fingerprints
shit, my nigga caught it close range
close quarters, closed casket
I'm haunted by the questions his ghost asking
"when you toast blastin
i wanna see a violinist throat slashing
I wanna see you ride with a devote passion
revoke passes
use acid when provoked and soak masses
I wanna see you go out in gun smoke spazzin
in a go for broke fashion
make'em choke from the blood in their throat gaspin
grasp an ice pick and slowly poke gashes
make'em cough up puss when you quote classics
I want bodies flyin like planes and boat crashes
crackin jokes while my spirit flow pass it"
I feel you, thats just what I aim to do
on your life before I squeeze
I'mma tell'em that I came for you

I'm still in the mood to show and prove
that the crown don't move

Second Verse:

Exceed sick nigga
if it aint six figures
this figures permanent
terminate whether sixteens or clicked blickers
Spit triggers a sick psychosis
My focus
is 90% geikoish
My eyes on that money nigga
The game to docile
this is hostel to beats
my gospel the streets
fuck around you will fossil beneath
spit a virus to hostel to treat
finding survivors is like Bedrock break pads nigga
impossible feat
And alot of new niggas can't stand me
I hear the hate that they hand me
like He ain't that amazing flow wise
but learn one thing
only two ways that a pussy can earn it's wings
they don't make Always in your size
my stories the pain underneath scars
brokeback niggaz i'll rob vending machines i want heath bars
you speak delirium
my flow equilibrium peaks imperial
now plus this eagle equals hear he comes be wearisome

I'm still in the mood to show and prove
that the crown don't move

Third Verse:

Long as the economy remains stagnate
i aim magnums at you pain magnets
and scatter his brains fragments
at a distance forensics just aint baggin'em
it's Chi ritual
it's habitual to empty every mag in em
my city don't sleep
it's eyes got heavy bags in em
fiends dodging coppers for copper
and spitters want platinum
the term pig is a acronym
pussies itching with guns
scared of every nigga with a tilted or a backwards brim
it's dirty job season
niggas aint got no prob squeezing
find you head missing for some odd reason
freeze and bow when your in the lords presence
speaking of blessing
when i spit it
it's hard to address it like gods sneezing
lord help us
niggas hungry and cant afford shelters
we only cut the deck with the sword dealt us
nice but at times I wish that more felt us
so fuck it, I'm trigger aiming too
Shit, my kids need food and I came for you

I'm still in the mood to show and prove
that the crown don't move

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