a song i wrote in about 10 minutes, give me your feedback
Killer Instinct.mp3 - 1.35MB
LYRICS:
it's getting late
i've been walking around town since half 8
i see a lady, she's drunk and cannot walk straight
i take her back to my place
girl get in the tub
not just yet thought, wait till the foam bubbles up
you don't wanna be dirty, you don't wanna stink
your lips seem pretty dry baby do you wanna drink
all nip right downstairs, and go and get you one
im looking for the nyquil or anything to get it done
im heading upstairs laughin, when i take it to her
she downs it like an alcoholic, when i break it to her
you aint leaving this house, do you understand
your the slave, im the master, i got the upperhand
whats for supper, you little fucker
mess around shove a whole bush of broccali up her
i don't really think i have a sickness you see
coz a lot of people out there that are sicker than me
he's a killer
if he gives you a drink, don't take it
a killer
you will end up in his basement
a killer
girl i only want your skin
killer, killer
you can bet imma do it again