Sole

Sole - I Hope You Like My Stupid Painting 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 kill 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 killing 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 kills 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 killing 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 killer

That is me

Real killer

That is me

Real killer

That is me

This is what you call a what

Real killer

That is me

Real killer

That is me

Real killer

That is me

I don’t really give a fuck

Real killer

That is me

Real killer

That is me

Real killer

That is me

Know that ain’t nobody iller

Real killer

That is me

Mass murderer

Natural born killer

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 citykan

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 shit

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 killer

That is me

Real killer

That is me

Real killer

That is me

This is what you call a what

Real killer

That is me

Real killer

That is me

Real killer

That is me

I don’t really give a fuck

Real killer

That is me

Real killer

That is me

Real killer

That is me

Know that ain’t nobody iller

Real killer

That is me

Mass murderer

Natural born killer

That is me

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