Artist: Do or Die   Album: Picture This   Title: Kill or be Killed      Let's start it the land of heartless assassin killers   Concrete gorillas   Cold blooded mind mentally dead niggaz   Cold temperature feelers   Them ones who shoot to yo life gone   When the nights on   You body disappear into a dark zone - it on   Im mad dogging you crib with my chrome   Tapping yo phones at home   Leave yo kids all alone – they gone   Smoked 'em from 'em blunts to leaves   Nobody want to fuck with the   Im on some pipe bomb type shit – pull up with the   The editor (and I) – eliminate my competitor   Time to feel the wrath of full-blooded predator   So in my head I'm on back tracking niggaz   Subtracting niggaz – I'm about to figure – who react with triggers   Bi-ach it up to you who react the quickest   I'm sending yo partner ransom notes   Explaining who on shit list   Cause all we represent is hit list   So remember this   In my fucking city it's kill or be killed      [Chorus 2X]      K- I - L - L or I'll be (x3)   Kill or be killed      I'ma take a life quick as I take a breath   And I ain't excepting this bullshit   I'm livin just like I ain't excepting death   Preconception left you son-of-bitch you stuck   Hit you with this thang – on the tock with a name – cause a killa just buck   Never wire me up – the center of yo essence past to file me up   It a be plenty mo' crimes ceases and pourin me swigs   A nigga just got fuck up   Visualize a fly gettin smashed by a battle rag   Put it in da frame Nigeroe get the picture who I am   (Who it is)   Zero muthafukin zero   Cooler than that wind when you hit that corner bitch   So don't fuck with me hoe – cause we know   How drama calculate – testing out niggaz fate   Keep yo head straight – avoiding that dead weight – shit up out the gate   I often feel when shit get drastic   I'ma make a motherfucka notice my production of these closed caskets   Fucked up get blasted – since preschool on some bad shit   Your first and last pick – its kill or be killed on you bastards      [Chorus 2X]      Seventeen in the mist - double you - distribute bitches is scarred to shoot   Muthafucka done retracute – plus bleed the few –but I gotta execute   When I'm next to you – automatic murder tactic become invincible   It seems you know – lay it down motherfucka – that how you know   You finst to go – you bitches know – tamper with a nigga – jag off   In the lead off – get you blast off – in a Red Cross – hit the Feds off   Cause your heads off – looking for the head bone – stepping over boundaries   Its sounds to me – picture nigga surrounding me – on dummy shit   But we can ball on the funny shit – a nigga body in the hollow tips   With extra clips –shit– unload with the four pound   And I throw down - show down   Finna flow down – you toe' down   Now I gotta finish the job – if I wanna cover low ground   Since I'm low down   I'm maddog release these fifteens from this wanch    Yelp hit – smoke pound – nigga slow down   So when I hit ya with the ra-ta-tat-   Take the game – remain the pain   Smoke the weed – make the G's   Tame the strain – sixteen with an L   Gotta get away tonight – no blue and white   No bitch will do ya right   Shut 'em down stay true for life   Vause its you for life – and I'ma choose ya life   Have a feelin lay the body turning blue tonight   Muthafucka you die      Sixteen in the clip one in my motherfuckin chamber   Loco ass nigga – going through spells of anger – you can anail the danger   I'm feening the snaps so call me a hype for the static I'm icning   My brain recycling havoc   son-of-a bitch I'm psycho dramatic   but I think I'm cursed with more than this evil shit   I can take you back to some mid-evil shit   but guess what weapons we gone pick   it all be more than a man can imagine having -- damn-it   seventeen hot ones at yo skin grabbin worse than (??) stabbing   see my workout drama and my room is tatted   and I'm surrounded by triple darkness so dont (?) I take this drastic   be more than disasterist   when I'm grabbin that black mask and that magazine   cat and da back   giving they ass some plastic fist   see my papa told me punking 'em out wont do no damn good   fucking with yo manhood   you handle it where that man stood, so dont ask me   if I'm of a piece a piece of pussy and a piece of fucking steel   Cause in my city bitch its kill or be killed