KILLA (From The "Falcon Lake" Soundtrack)

Reportage de l’heure à Parasite City, deuxième émeute... Get out the house you haunted

witch, get out the house... Alors plus de 2% de la population exhiberait des traits de ce qu’on

appelle aujourd’hui le syndrome de la groupie narcissique en série chasseuse de pseudo-

vedettes incapables d’empathie se transformant principalement en soir de pleine Lune. J’dis

ça pis j’dis rien mais à soir la Lune est pleine, faque faites attention pis barrez vos portes.

Good morning mister Anderson

I’m a killa with a bun man, I’m a killa with a bun

Live fast die bun, I’m a killa with a bun

I’m a killa with a bun man, I’m a killa with a bun

But I ain’t killing with a bun man, I’m a killa with a man bun

I put a spell on you, hide and seek like a freak

Ego’s the enemy, battleship fight or fleet

Walking on dynamite, fucking my self esteem

Blood sucking parasite, vampire game on fleek

Welcome to paradise, split personality

Flip the coin double face , heads or tails, meant to be J

ekyll and Hide playing jedi mind games on me

Cut the veggies burn in kale baby

Once upon a time in Selfieland, no pain no gain imma do my tan (she’s alive!)

Mad kitty fang fang, mad Citizen Kane

Poison Ivy you’re the Bane flowing trough my veins (Rosebud)

Magic mirror on the wall say my name

No shame no blame imma do my thang

You live by the bun, you die by the bun

Click-a-di clock, it’s 10 o’clock what not

Pocket callin’ Pickachu, wake up call pickaboo

Ring a thing, reggaeton, drop the modaphokin bun

 

Pick up call, who’s there, badabing badabun

Flip-a-di-flop, it’s Killer Croc, knock knock

Booty caller on the run, gotta catch a Pokémon

If you’re having clown problems I feel bad for you hun

I got 99 balloons but a “It” ain’t one

Oh my god it’s a private number who you gonna call?

Groupie Buster

Jet fuel OG on the flyway

Mary Poppin, mumblin rappin Deep Six over Broadway

If you want a bloody Mary baby you will have to play

No way, Hozay, game over doomsday

I’m a killa with a bun man, I’m a killa with a bun

Live fast die bun, I’m a killa with a bun

I’m a killa with a bun man, I’m a killa with a bun

But I ain’t killing with a bun man, I’m a killa with a man bun

I tried to warn them, but it was futile

You see me but I see trough you

Morpheus, why so serious

Double “M” killshot mode activated

Attention everyone, this is your emergency broadcast system

This is not a test, the bun purge has begun

Call me bun, mista bun

Ima killa with a bun

Ima killa with a bun

Ima killa with a bun, armaggedon baby

Ima fuckin killa with a bun

Bun! Bun! Bun! Bun! Ima killa with a bun