Kill
The Strays Lyrics

I will kill, you right now. Yes I will.
I am filled with intense anger and desire to cause harm, specifically to end your life immediately.

Yes, I. Yes, I.
I am emphasizing my determination and affirmation of my intention to kill you.

I fuckin’ hate you bitch, I wanna see you die.
I have intense feelings of hatred towards you and a strong desire to witness your demise.

Hope one day they find you like an Epstein suicide.
I wish for your life to end in a manner reminiscent of the suspicious circumstances surrounding Jeffrey Epstein's death.

You played us all out, you made off like a bandit.
You deceived and manipulated us all, managing to escape with great success and advantage.

You fucked us so good, there’s no way you didn’t plan it.
You have caused us immense harm and damage deliberately, leaving no doubt in my mind that it was premeditated.

You took everything we had & you would never understand it.
You deprived us of all that we possessed, and you lack the capacity to comprehend the magnitude of your actions.

Now there’s nothin’ I hate more on this motherfuckin’ planet.
There is absolutely nothing in this entire universe that generates a greater sense of hatred within me.

I hear your name & I get sick because I just can’t fuckin’ stand it.
Just the mention of your name makes me feel physically ill because I cannot tolerate you.

In my dreams, I put your head against the wall & then I slam it.
During my dreams, I envision violently smashing your head against a wall as an expression of my anger and frustration.

That’s just puttin’ it lightly though, if I’m really being honest.
I am tempering my words, but to be completely truthful, the depths of my animosity towards you are far greater.

Was the calmest for a while because I’m always puffin’ chronic.
I was relatively calm for a period due to my consistent use of marijuana.

But even that can’t stop from what the fuck I’m boutta do.
However, even the influence of drugs cannot deter me from carrying out the violent actions I am about to engage in.

Which is slit your fuckin’ throat, the shit’s long overdue.
My long-overdue plan involves cutting your throat aggressively and violently.

Platinum spoon in your mouth, ya Daddy bought ya whole life.
You have enjoyed a life of luxury and privilege thanks to the immense wealth and indulgence provided by your father.

But his luck will run out too, when he runs into my knife.
However, your father's good fortune will eventually come to an end when he encounters the sharp blade of the knife I possess.

Make his wife choke on my dick, yup I’ll do it outta spite.
I will engage in a sexually degrading act with your father's wife purely to cause distress and retaliate against their actions.

Then go home like nothin’ happened. Kick my feet up, drink a Sprite.
After committing these reprehensible acts, I will return home as though nothing occurred, relaxing with a soft drink without any remorse.

You think I wouldn’t figure out your ‘lil fuckin’ Ponzi scheme?
You believed I would remain ignorant regarding your small-scale fraudulent investment scheme?

I caught on right way when we started losin’ steam.
I immediately became aware of your deceitful actions as soon as our progress and success began to decline.

I don’t mean to be extreme, but fuck you bitch. Know what I mean?
I don't intend to exaggerate, but I have strong contempt for you. Do you comprehend the level of my disdain?

You was never on our team, you sold us all this bullshit dream.
You were never truly a part of our group, as you manipulated and deceived us with false promises and unrealistic aspirations.

If it were up to me, I’d have you tied up layin’ lifeless.
Given the choice, I would restrain you and leave you motionless, devoid of life.

Guarantee that when you hear this, you aren’t gonna like this.
I can assure you that upon hearing this, you will strongly dislike its contents.

But freedom of speech is what my 1st amendment right is.
Despite potential objections, I assert my right to express my thoughts and opinions freely under the First Amendment.

Rippin’ beats & rappin’ bout my life is what my fuckin’ vice is.
My addiction, my source of pleasure and release, lies in creating and performing music, specifically in the genre of rap where I can chronicle my experiences.

Ima torch you on the song like I’m rippin’ out the bong.
I will metaphorically incinerate you through the lyrics of this song, similar to the act of inhaling from a water pipe used for smoking marijuana.

I was right about your family, buncha crooks all along.
My suspicions regarding the dishonesty and criminal nature of your family have been confirmed.

See it’s me you need to fear, I’m my family’s evil spawn.
You should be afraid of me, as I am the embodiment of my family's wickedness and malevolence.

Sulfuric-acid rap barrel, yup your body’s gone.
I will dispose of your lifeless body in a barrel filled with sulfuric acid, ensuring its complete eradication.

I’ll burn your fuckin’ house down & rip out the fire hydrant.
I will set fire to your residence, completely destroying it, and remove the means to extinguish the flames by ripping out the fire hydrant.

Fire department in a panic now because they couldn’t find it.
The fire department will be thrown into a state of disarray and distress, as they would be unable to locate the fire hydrant necessary to combat the blaze.

I meant everything I said, I don’t care. Go rewind it.
Every word I uttered holds genuine meaning and sincerity, regardless of any objections or disbelief. Feel free to replay and verify it.

My fuckin’ name is Stray & I’m the evil soul behind this.
I am known as Stray, an individual embodying malevolence and wickedness, responsible for the creation and delivery of these lyrics.

You fuckin’ stupid bitch.
You, a foolish and contemptible woman, deserve condemnation and scorn.

What the fuck did you think you was gonna get tryna fuck w/ me & mine?
What did you honestly expect would happen when you attempted to interfere with me and those I care about?

You better hope I don’t ever catch you outside anywhere in the United-fuckin’-States bitch.
It would be in your best interest to pray that I never encounter you in any location within the entirety of the United States, you despicable woman.

Because if I do ... you’re fuckin’ dead.
Should such an encounter occur, be fully aware that it would result in your immediate demise.