[Intro Eminem]
Killer
Yeah, it's crazy, I'm a (killer)
Made all this money from doin' this
D.A. got that dope
[Chorus Eminem]
Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty
Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money
Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny
Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me
[Verse 1 Eminem]
That's what I do with money, got money up the ass
Call it toilet paper, yeah, flushed with cash
Girl, nice butt, is it up for grabs?
Just wanna touch your ass, is that too much to ask? Yeah
I made it grip, I know it's tough to grasp, get the bag
Call it potato chips, I stuff in duffel bags
On some public transportation shit, 'cause I will bust your ass
Fuck the chain, I'm off the trailer hitch, I got a bunch of swag
[Chorus Eminem]
Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twеnty
Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, gеt the money
Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny
Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me
[Post-Chorus Eminem and Peele]
Yeah, I'm a (killer)
Yeah, I'm a (what?), I'm a (what?), I'm a (killer)
Yeah, look, yeah
[Verse 2 Peele]
Lyrically Insane
Genius I’ve become
Not better than Marshall
But I still light the flame
Look for me to Blame
You should be shame
Peele is my name
Bitch I’m here to stay
12 year old kid
But I am the shit
I made plenty mistakes
I did what I did
Stop bringin up the past
Cause we are past that
Ask me imma say majority is vast
Not in a gang but I still ain’t no rat
Lookin at shorty cause I want her cat
Wrote to marshal but he never wrote back
As Pac once said we gone Rat-a-tat, tat
Don’t respect me so I don’t respect you
Probably heard rumors none of them are true
Never said N-word never did never will
Y’all so damn annoying make me wanna kill
Never been a racist stop Lyin on me
Harassin a kid just let me be
Guess bein a rapper this is the price
If you wanna be a rapper you should probably think twice
Money and fame is not worth your life
None of I matters in the case that you die
You ain’t takin it with you in the sky
I pray to god everyday that I remain alive
To the one above lead me in the right direction
But I’m Tone Deaf and have a ear infuction
Everyone listen up pay attention
Anything you say is just a confession
[Chorus Eminem]
Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty
Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money
Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny
Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me
Yeah, I'm a (killer)
[Verse 3 Eminem]
Attack like the Ripper
All over the track doin' laps like a stripper
Now (now), now (now), we'll vow (vow) it out (out)
Rap circles around ('round), surround sound (Sound)
John Rambo's back and my ammo stacked
And I'm cocking raps, I'm on your head
Other words, I'm stocking caps and I'm talking facts
Like OfficeMax
Never down, I'll be up like an insomniac
Girl, I got racks you gotta rack
How you got all that back and no body fat
I'm in awe with that
When I stop the Pontiac at the laundry mat that I saw you at
You almost had a heart attack when you met Cardiac
You ran inside, told your boyfriend like, "I'll be back"
But for all you know I probably act like I'm Daniel Wozniak
I'm a psycho-chopathic killer
I'm a cap peeler, caterpillar
With the botanic of bananas you ain't never heard
Better vernacular comin' after your scapular
For the lack of a better word Dracula
'Cause I'm attackin' a rapper in the phrenic nerve
I'm a savage back, put the dagger in the back of competitors
Predator and scavenger
I am a carnivore and a baller, you're at the dollar store
What the fuck you got a wallet for? Y'all are poor
I was livin' in squalor but uh-uh, not no more
Now I'm the one they holla for
Fuckin' shit up like a dinosaur in a China store
Bitch, I'm number five (what?), minus four (haha)
[Chorus Eminem]
Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty
Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money
Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny
Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me
[Post-Chorus Eminem]
Yeah, I'm a (killer)
Yeah, I'm a (what?), I'm a (what?), I'm a (killer)
Yeah
Killer
Yeah, it's crazy, I'm a (killer)
Made all this money from doin' this
D.A. got that dope
[Chorus Eminem]
Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty
Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money
Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny
Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me
[Verse 1 Eminem]
That's what I do with money, got money up the ass
Call it toilet paper, yeah, flushed with cash
Girl, nice butt, is it up for grabs?
Just wanna touch your ass, is that too much to ask? Yeah
I made it grip, I know it's tough to grasp, get the bag
Call it potato chips, I stuff in duffel bags
On some public transportation shit, 'cause I will bust your ass
Fuck the chain, I'm off the trailer hitch, I got a bunch of swag
[Chorus Eminem]
Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twеnty
Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, gеt the money
Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny
Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me
[Post-Chorus Eminem and Peele]
Yeah, I'm a (killer)
Yeah, I'm a (what?), I'm a (what?), I'm a (killer)
Yeah, look, yeah
[Verse 2 Peele]
Lyrically Insane
Genius I’ve become
Not better than Marshall
But I still light the flame
Look for me to Blame
You should be shame
Peele is my name
Bitch I’m here to stay
12 year old kid
But I am the shit
I made plenty mistakes
I did what I did
Stop bringin up the past
Cause we are past that
Ask me imma say majority is vast
Not in a gang but I still ain’t no rat
Lookin at shorty cause I want her cat
Wrote to marshal but he never wrote back
As Pac once said we gone Rat-a-tat, tat
Don’t respect me so I don’t respect you
Probably heard rumors none of them are true
Never said N-word never did never will
Y’all so damn annoying make me wanna kill
Never been a racist stop Lyin on me
Harassin a kid just let me be
Guess bein a rapper this is the price
If you wanna be a rapper you should probably think twice
Money and fame is not worth your life
None of I matters in the case that you die
You ain’t takin it with you in the sky
I pray to god everyday that I remain alive
To the one above lead me in the right direction
But I’m Tone Deaf and have a ear infuction
Everyone listen up pay attention
Anything you say is just a confession
[Chorus Eminem]
Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty
Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money
Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny
Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me
Yeah, I'm a (killer)
[Verse 3 Eminem]
Attack like the Ripper
All over the track doin' laps like a stripper
Now (now), now (now), we'll vow (vow) it out (out)
Rap circles around ('round), surround sound (Sound)
John Rambo's back and my ammo stacked
And I'm cocking raps, I'm on your head
Other words, I'm stocking caps and I'm talking facts
Like OfficeMax
Never down, I'll be up like an insomniac
Girl, I got racks you gotta rack
How you got all that back and no body fat
I'm in awe with that
When I stop the Pontiac at the laundry mat that I saw you at
You almost had a heart attack when you met Cardiac
You ran inside, told your boyfriend like, "I'll be back"
But for all you know I probably act like I'm Daniel Wozniak
I'm a psycho-chopathic killer
I'm a cap peeler, caterpillar
With the botanic of bananas you ain't never heard
Better vernacular comin' after your scapular
For the lack of a better word Dracula
'Cause I'm attackin' a rapper in the phrenic nerve
I'm a savage back, put the dagger in the back of competitors
Predator and scavenger
I am a carnivore and a baller, you're at the dollar store
What the fuck you got a wallet for? Y'all are poor
I was livin' in squalor but uh-uh, not no more
Now I'm the one they holla for
Fuckin' shit up like a dinosaur in a China store
Bitch, I'm number five (what?), minus four (haha)
[Chorus Eminem]
Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty
Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money
Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny
Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me
[Post-Chorus Eminem]
Yeah, I'm a (killer)
Yeah, I'm a (what?), I'm a (what?), I'm a (killer)
Yeah
( Peele )
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