Walk Away

Lyrics

[Intro] DJ Clay [Verse 1: Anybody Killa] Every time I wake up in the morning Why do I feel like I never went to sleep? And every time somebody gets on my nerves Why do I gotta kill 'em and leave his body there to bleed? Could it be because I'm a killer? Psychopathic bullet hole driller, for real-a Or is it just 'cause I'm going insane And this is what I do to ease my pain (Let 'em bleed!) I don't think you understand How I could do you in with my two bare hands Or have Clay cut you up just for shits and grins Do you feel what it's like when the DJ spins? [Pre-Hook] Cut 'em up! (Right, get 'еm) Cut 'em up! (Get 'em) Cut 'еm up! (Right, get 'em) Cut 'em up! (Get 'em) Cut 'em up! (Right, get 'em) Cut 'em up! (Get 'em) Cut 'em up! (Right, get 'em) Cut 'em up! (Get 'em) [Hook: Anybody Killa, DJ Clay] What you gon' do? (I'mma walk away and let 'em bleed) Yeah! What you gon' do? (I'mma walk away and let 'em bleed) Yeah! What you gon' do? (I'mma walk away and let 'em bleed) Yeah! You should've known better than to fuck with me! What you gon' do? (I'mma walk away and let 'em bleed) Yeah! What you gon' do? (I'mma walk away and let 'em bleed) Yeah! What you gon' do? (I'mma walk away and let 'em bleed) Yeah! You should've known better than to fuck with me! [Verse 2: Anybody Killa] Is there any way to be forgiven for my sins? Could there be a better way to stop the hate within Before we have to put some motherfuckers in they spot Like some kids in time-out, whether they like it or not? Me and Clay's in this bitch, puttin' souls to rest And leaving bodies there to bleed 'cause we hate the mess So if you ever try thinkin' to get in our way You better tell the man upstairs that you coming to stay We ain't fuckin' with you, homie, this ain't "G's To Gents" Underground Detroit shit, represent Murder mid-capital, all my gloves fit Full equipped with a grip to stop flappin' lips, for real! [Pre-Hook] Cut 'em up! (Right, get 'em) Cut 'em up! (Get 'em) Cut 'em up! (Right, get 'em) Cut 'em up! (Get 'em) Cut 'em up! (Right, get 'em) Cut 'em up! (Get 'em) Cut 'em up! (Right, get 'em) Cut 'em up! (Get 'em) That will conclude this evening's entertainment [Hook: Anybody Killa, DJ Clay] What you gon' do? (I'mma walk away and let 'em bleed) Yeah! What you gon' do? (I'mma walk away and let 'em bleed) Yeah! What you gon' do? (I'mma walk away and let 'em bleed) Yeah! You should've known better than to fuck with me! What you gon' do? (I'mma walk away and let 'em bleed) Yeah! What you gon' do? (I'mma walk away and let 'em bleed) Yeah! What you gon' do? (I'mma walk away and let 'em bleed) Yeah! You should've known better than to fuck with me!