Kill Bitches by Bad Smith

Bad Smith

Bend over, bitch, you're about to get fucked

Creepin' in the shadows, I move like a ghost
Silent with the trigger, leave 'em cold as a post
Ain't no mercy in my heart, it’s a blade made of ice
Every step that I take, it’s a roll of the dice
In the dead of the night, hear the whispers of fear
Pull the mask down tight, bring the terror near
Gotta squad full of killers, we don’t play, we don’t sleep
When it’s time to ride out, you know the cut runs deep

Kill bitches, no remorse, leave ‘em all in the dust
In this game of survival, it’s the gun that we trust
No regrets, no tears, just a path of destruction
When the reaper calls out, there’s no room for discussion
Kill bitches, kill, kill bitches, no remorse
Kill bitches, kill, kill bitches, no remorse
Kill bitches, kill, kill bitches, no remorse
Kill bitches, kill, kill bitches, no remorse

Bodies hit the ground, it’s the code that I live
Take what I want, got no fucks to give
Heartless in the streets, ruthless in the game
Every hit, every shot, only fuels the flame (you're about to get fucked)
Stay strapped, stay ready, always one step ahead
Every bitch in my path ends up bloody and dead
Ain’t no love in this world, just the power and might
When the smoke clears out, I’m the queen of the night

Cold steel, hot lead, it’s a lethal embrace
Every rival I face, I put ‘em back in their place
Survival of the fittest, it’s a war out here
Every battle, every kill, only brings me near
To the throne that I claim, to the crown that I seek
Every moment, every second, gotta stay on my feet
In the heart of the storm, I’m the calm in the fire
With a soul made of steel and a heart full of ire

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• atmospheric
• chill
• drift
• phonk
• sad
• Pervouralsk