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Kill Switch Video (MV)




Performed By: Triple C
Length: 2:53
Written by: Camilo Ramirez




Triple C - Kill Switch Lyrics




I drop the top I smoke pot
On the block yo bitch on my cock
Shootin y'all up with my glock
I don't stop, I can't knock
These other niggas they can't top
My lines are so hot like bitches in tube tops
Grab my tube socks I do rock
The mic tonight it feels right you can't fight
My might but it's winter so I miss the sunlight
It's too chilly gettin fifties f*ckin kitties suckin titties
Get a quicky from a silly bitch named lilly
But this windy city sorta shitty
Trippy music modern hippies

I'm good at chemistry so I get high off now and laters
Share 'em with all my friends and f*ck all the haters
Don't get invited to my catered green party like Ralph Nader

I slaughter beats, murder lines, and kill every single time
You f*ckers can't hang when I come through with dope rhymes
I'm on heroin, adderall, speed, and dank weed
And I snort cocaine until my f*ckin' nose bleeds
I got more money than Bill Gates needs
And just lookin' at a bitch'll make 'em drop to their knees

Stop all that bullshit news on the TV
F*ck Beck, Maddow, Drew and O'Reilly
Pop pills to wake up, pop pills to stay asleep
Pop pills to dull the mind, make the people sheep
Wake up motherf*ckers it's time to let loose
The GOP today, ain't like the Bull-Moose
The tea party faggots all graspin' they bullets
Hidin' in their trailers with their 90's mullets
IRS singlin' out the poor souls
Trump gettin' paid to control the polls
The war ain't real, it's all for a profit
But the government won't tell you cuz they're part of it
We use to call this bullshit imperialism
But in our world of materialism
People live and die and no one gives a shit
Wake up or you're doomed to be part of it
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I drop the top I smoke pot
On the block yo bitch on my cock
Shootin y'all up with my glock
I don't stop, I can't knock
These other niggas they can't top
My lines are so hot like bitches in tube tops
Grab my tube socks I do rock
The mic tonight it feels right you can't fight
My might but it's winter so I miss the sunlight
It's too chilly gettin fifties f*ckin kitties suckin titties
Get a quicky from a silly bitch named lilly
But this windy city sorta shitty
Trippy music modern hippies

I'm good at chemistry so I get high off now and laters
Share 'em with all my friends and f*ck all the haters
Don't get invited to my catered green party like Ralph Nader

I slaughter beats, murder lines, and kill every single time
You f*ckers can't hang when I come through with dope rhymes
I'm on heroin, adderall, speed, and dank weed
And I snort cocaine until my f*ckin' nose bleeds
I got more money than Bill Gates needs
And just lookin' at a bitch'll make 'em drop to their knees

Stop all that bullshit news on the TV
F*ck Beck, Maddow, Drew and O'Reilly
Pop pills to wake up, pop pills to stay asleep
Pop pills to dull the mind, make the people sheep
Wake up motherf*ckers it's time to let loose
The GOP today, ain't like the Bull-Moose
The tea party faggots all graspin' they bullets
Hidin' in their trailers with their 90's mullets
IRS singlin' out the poor souls
Trump gettin' paid to control the polls
The war ain't real, it's all for a profit
But the government won't tell you cuz they're part of it
We use to call this bullshit imperialism
But in our world of materialism
People live and die and no one gives a shit
Wake up or you're doomed to be part of it
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Writer: Camilo Ramirez
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