Timbaland Kill Yourself Ft. Sebastian Lyrics

Get Out, You Can't Be In Here, You Have To Get Out.
I Implore You, Please?.. Please?..
You All Going To Die Down Here...

It's Life Or Death, Either One,
The King Is Back, Take Heat And Run,
I p___ And Take A s___ On Ur Beef For Fun,
I Killed The Game, I Aint Even Used A Gun,
Who Better Than Me? Don't Make Me Laugh,
I Run This s___,They Just Chase My a__,
I Aint Talkin s___ n____, Just Tellin The Facts,
I Think All The Tracks Im Hearin From n____s Is Whack,
I Be Hearin These n____s,
What They Say In They Rhymes,
I Took My Spot Nobody Gave Me Mine,
I Make The Beats That Boom Boom Boom! In They Trunks,
U Disagree Homie Then Go On And Jump,
U Can b__p Ur Gum,
U Can Say What U Want,
Thats All U Gon Do Cuz Yall n____s Is Punks,
Im Number One, U Aint Nuthin' But s___,
When They Need A Hit Im Who They Gon' And Get,
Talk To Me...

(Chorus:)

If You Got Love For Me I Got Love For You,
If You Wont f___ Wit Me I Wont f___ Wichu,
We Can Do It Howeva U Wanna Do,
n____ If U Dont f___ Wit Me I Wont f___ Wit U,
Gon' Head
Kill Yourself Kill Yourself Kill Yourself
Don' Kill Yourself,
Kill Your Self Kill Yourself,
If I Was You I Wouldn' Fell Myself,
Don' Kill Your Self Kill Your Self
Kill Your Self Don' Kill Yourself,
Kill Your Self Kill Your Self
If I Was You I Wouldn' Fell Myself,

Im Tired Of n____s, n____s Is Tired,
U Aint A G, I See b____ In Ur Eyes,
If U Close To Me, U Suposed To Be,
But Most Of U Rap n____s Is Hoes To Me,
Wherever U From, The Question I Ask,
Is Do U Think I Give A f___, Riddle Me That,
Cuz In My Hood And U Jump Into Hell And Back,
This Industry s___, To Hell Wit That,
I Seen Em Come, I Seen Em Go,
I Doubt If U Can Show Me Sum'in I Aint Seen Before,
Who Suposed To Be In Charge? I Need To Know,
When I Shake Ur Hand Ima Step On Ur Toe,
Go Getcha Gun, Go Getcha Click,
Imma Be Rite Here Chillin Wit Yo b____,
U Mad At Me? Cuz Im Gettin Rich,
Well Put The Pistol To Ur Head And Empty The Clip, Pop n____!

(Chorus:)

See My Heart, Feel My Pain
Some Of Dese Stars, Some Is Lames,
How They Follow Little Trends To Get They Fame,
I Aint Snappin My d___ Fingers To Get In The Game,
U Claim U Rich, Show Me Son,
If U Got So Many Dollas Then Loan Me One,
Fools Think They Killas They Own A Gun,
When U No U Bout As Sweet As A Honey Bun,
Trash Ur Broads, Behind A Bar,
Like U Dat Dude Frontin Hard,
Vip Bands Dont Make U A Star,
Like We Really Still Dont No Who The f___ U Are,
Dont Talk Behind My Back Just Call Me n____,
Move My Heart To The Side
Make Room To Forgive Ya
If U Still Wanna Hang, We'll Come To Get Ya,
Put The Rope Around Ur Neck And Jump My n____!

(Voice:)

Your All Going To Die Down Here...
Get Out Get Out You Cant Be In Here...
You're All Going To Die Down Here...