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Russ

Genres: Hip-Hop

Kill Them All Lyrics - Russ

Yeah. This beat is crazy, shout out to me. 

All you little fuckin', uh, D League, peasant, 

tier 98-ass rappers and little clickbait-ass journalists and shit, 

y'all can suck my dick. I never even met y'all man, 

y'all so fuckin' obsessed. 

I'm on some kill everybody shit, fuck y'all! 

 

Yeah, I've been withholdin', I really feel like explodin' 

People pokin', provokin', I'm suffocating, I'm chokin' 

The feeling that no one gets it, I just try to suppress it 

I really need to express it, I really should reinvest it and go off 

Off, off on you bitches 

I wonder why these fuckin' grown men always talkin' like bitches 

Y'all so obsessed with me, I've never even talked to you bitches 

 

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I'd run you over with my Lambo, wouldn't stop for you bitches 

I'm at my breaking point, I can wave and point 

And you'll start breaking joints so loudly, exclamation point 

Rappers takin' bribes, they be shavin' points 

I see the game from every angle, I be playin' point 

I be playin' coach, I be playin' owner 

I be playin' fan, and I play promoter 

Gettin' great exposure from all the hate, y'all are hustling backwards 

This goes for anybody and any bum-ass rapper, pussy 

 

Now you leave me no choice 

I have to kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Now you leave me no choice 

I have to kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

 

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Yeah 

Any rapper can get it, I'm sending headshots, headshots 

You can't talk to me if you can't sell out Red Rocks, Red Rocks 

That's ten thousand, 

watch your mouth when you speak 'bout your superiors 

Premeditated murder, I'm plottin' with my Nigerians (Yes, oh!) 

Peekin' through you, chiefin' and eating fufu 

We see what this dreamin' grew to, arenas in Honolulu 

Doin' streams like I'm Hulu, label talks via Bluetooth 

People tryna do voodoo, this zoo is making me coo-coo 

 

And fuck the media and the politics in this industry 

The snakes and the lies and the gossip in this industry 

And fuck these WWE-ass rappers 

High school mentality, glee-ass rappers 

Fake family ties, y'all say brother too much 

Y'all get played by the same women, y'all say you love her too much 

And y'all be runnin' from the truth, y'all take cover too much 

I'm gettin' tired of this shit, man, enough is enough 

 

Now you leave me no choice 

I have to kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Now you leave me no choice 

I have to kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

 

Yeah 

Rappers dissin' for attention that the music ain't gettin' 

I understand, it's frustratin' watching my rappers ascencion 

Watching arenas sell out, watching my plaques multiply 

When you don't headline a tour, and when you drop they don't buy 

But you got followers though, but what they followin' for 

But that's 'cause most of them are 

fake, let me let your followers know 

That y'all be payin' social media agencies twenty thou' every month 

Just to comment, like, and follow your account 

 

It's all a front, y'all are glorified Instagram entertainers 

Got millions of followers, but can't even sell out your basement 

Y'all droppin' antics and skits 'cause you can't drop a hit 

Flashin' jewelry, posting lean, poppin' Xanax for clicks 

In fact, you're weighted with designers, costume shop carolers 

Bunch of crackheads and clowns, bunch of Boondocks characters 

Damn, y'all not scarin' us with your Internet loose lips 

I be at the same festival and y'all don't do shit 

 

Now you leave me no choice 

I have to kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

 

Now you leave me no choice 

I have to kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

Kill 'em all (kill 'em all) 

 

Man, I don't even like that it's this easy to write whole songs and 

shit about this type of shit. 

Sometimes you just gotta get it off your chest though. 

I hope the fans understand that sometimes I really be tryna 

leave this shit, man. I miss my old shit sometimes. Fuck it 

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