Timbaland Kill Yourself (Feat. Sebastian & Attitude) Lyrics

[Voice]
Get out, get out, you can't be in here, you have to get out...
I implore you, please... Please... You are all going to die down here...

[Verse 1 - Timbaland]
It's life or death, either one
The king is back, take heed and run
I p___ and take a s___ on your beats for fun
I killed the game I ain't even use a gun
Who better than me? Don't make me laugh
I run this s___ they just chase my a__
I ain't talkin' s___ n____ just tellin' the facts
I think all the tracks I'm hearin' from n____s is wack
I be hearin' these n____s, what they say in they rhymes
I took my spot, nobody gave me mines
I make the beats that boom-boo-boom in they trunk
You disagree homie, then gon' and jump
You can b__p ya gums, you can say what you want
That's all you gon' do 'cause you n____s is punks
I'm number one, you ain't number sh*t
When they need a hit, I'm who they come and get, talk to me

[Chorus] - Timbaland & (Attitude)
If you got love for me I got love for you
If you don't f___ wit' me I don't f___ wit' you
We can do it however you wanna do
n____ if you don't f___ wit' me I don't f___ wit' you
Gon' head kill yourself, kill yourself
Kill yourself gon' kill yourself
Kill yourself, kill yourself
(If I was you I wouldn't feel myself)
Gon' kill yourself, kill yourself
Kill yourself gon' kill yourself
Kill yourself, kill yourself
(If I was you I wouldn't feel myself)

[Verse 2 - Attitude]
I'm tired of n____s, n____s is tired
You ain't a G, I see b____ in yo' eyes
If you close to me, you supposed to be
But most of you rap n____s is hoes to me
Wherever you from, the question I ask
Is do you think I give a f___? Riddle me that
'Cause in my hood you done come been to hell and back
The sinister sh*t, to hell wit' that
I seen 'em come, I seen 'em go
I doubt if you can show me somethin' I ain't seen befo'
Who supposed to be in charge? I need to know
When I shake ya hand, I'mma step on ya toe
Go get'cha gun, go get'cha click
I'mma be right here chillin' wit'cha bi*ch
You mad at me, 'cause I'm gettin' rich?
Well put the pistol to ya head and empty the clip, f___ n____

[Chorus] - Timbaland & (Attitude)

[Verse 3 - Sebastian]
Seen my heart, feel my pain
Some is stars, some is lames
How they follow little trends to get they fame
I ain't snap my d___ fingers to get in the game
You claim ya rich, show me son
If you got so many dollars then loan me one
Fools think they killers, they own a gun
When you know you 'bout as sweet as a honeybun
Trashy broads, buyin' the bar
Like you that dude you frontin' hard
V.I.P. bands don't make you a star
Now we really still don't know who the fu*k you are
Don't talk behind my back just call me n____
Move my heart to the side, make room to forgive ya
If you still wanna hang we'll come to get'cha
Put the rope around ya neck, jump my n____

[Voice]
You are all going to die down here... Get out! Get out! You can't
be in here... you are all going to die down here...

[music to end]