Should I Killer - Tech N9ne

I can’t hold her, I can’t control her

Could I?

(Killer!) Should I?

(Killer!)

If I can’t grope her, I might as well choke her

Could I?

(Killer!) Should I?

(Killer!)

The condom busted, upon this fluff chick

Really bomb and lust when the 'ginas thrusted and I’m disgusted

Can’t come in the club bitch, dumb nigga trusted that I won’t hit a gust quick

Son should’ve clutched it

What he spit, what he gunned this let it in her rump and erupted

She saying she ain’t on no pill, she stay thinking on your scrill

She know you’re sold your mill and you Tecca Ninna with the solo deal

So what you think she’s thinking?

If you fertilize the pink one sinking your linking

Nothing but the jinx now I gotta write her off like an ink pen

If she fattens, she said that it won’t happen

Steady laughing at him, mashing splashing ass should’ve had it fastened

Night is over, now, she ain’t showed around town about a month

And I gotta call saying she gotta tote around

Something extra from when I sexed her

My nigga, that' the moment I had a heap a whole plethora

Of homicide thoughts.

Can I kill her?

Why not?

Cause if wifey find this out she’s gonna take everything I’ve got

Killer shit I played it out

Abortion, yes, I paid it out

But every time that I call to see if it’s done it’s like she waited out like

I got to be further on to get that

Somebody’s calling my phone, so hit back

I guess I’ve been having a dome

To click clack bone to pick at, I think it’s wrong to sit back

And let yourself protrude from something else, no food

But you’re gonna tell your dude that you’re having my baby

What the hell, that’s rude

But you took my money and all my comings from me

But you reassure me saying she’s gonna be taken by her mommy

When her mama took her, she said it kind of shook her

When her mother cried, praying to God and wanted the baby to push her

To be a better person, read adversin, yeah, they burst in tears

Dead is certain I ain’t shed a curse in years

And as sick as here, make a nigga wanna drip a tear

Man this is fear, cause I already got kids and the Mrs near

So I’m vicious, still, twisted admist this wicked fear

Think I’m gonna click this weird chick really quick and the bitch disappear

If I kill this woman I gotta apply my stealth

Cause if my family finds out, wave bye-bye my wealth

And if her family finds out, they’re gonna make this guy cry help

I guess it will be way, way easier if I would just die myself