Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Black Math
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Grayson Sanders
Songwriter
Jerry Yeh
Songwriter
Lyrics
You saw me knocked down in the mud
Seemed like I had lost my mind
You thought it was my breaking point
But it's just my starting line
Got a machete in the backseat
Bombs in my brain
Katana in my teeth
Put a sticker on the bloodstain
Foot to the floor, see the gold on my fist
Now you see me, now you don't
Turn around, blow a kiss
I'm a born killer
I'm a-I'm a born killer
I'm a born killer
Your body on the concrete, ice in my veins
Turning up the heat and there's nothin' but propane
John Doe, leave you like a man with no name
Too quick to catch
Too big to contain
And all I want to do is go faster
As I break you down like a natural disaster
Running through the walls like a monster
Hit you like a bullet train
Do it for the money?
I do it for the fame
I'm a-I'm a-I'm a born killer
I'm a born killer
I'm a-I'm a born killer
I'm a born killer
(Born killer)
Got a machete in the backseat
Bombs in my brain
(Yeah) I'm a born killer
Foot to the floor, see the gold on my fist
(Yeah) I'm a-I'm a born killer
I'm a-i'm a born killer
I'm a born killer
I'm a-I'm a-I'm a born killer
I'm a born killer
(Born killer)
I'm a born killer
Writer(s): Jerry E H Yeh, Brian Grayson Sanders
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