(verse 1)
ay, it's time to get some sin you been listenin' to hits in the interum them are done, 'cause here me so make you up, stand tough hands up, ya if you don't get it get rid off it, if you diggin' it* i guess i got than my balls and my word i got broads in a herd, this and all on my nerve they the illness, feel this* realness, bitch i got bed it's too crowded for you to come get in it i spit that tech off to yall crazy, even michael jackson said "it's off the wall" i'm the sickness, big checks less, midwest i be the best, don't forget that nobody can get with so when you see me in the spot, bow down i eat, drink, sleep, dress, look and sound so jump up, get up up, everyone must stop with the jealously with me the haters be
(pre chorus)
K.I.L.L E to the R uh dot ain't fair that when i pop up the spot be "like yeah"
(chorus)
killer, the gorilla an if feel ya* they screamin' yeah, yeah, yeah mister, quick to get if she get off quick for this* she be like yeah, yeah,
(verse 2)
i'm back with the heat and yes young fire it true spit i get lots of relish with strange music my crew's thick, deuce click and guess with two chicks (tech n9ne) in my lou of sick it's lips everybody in the will lose it vodka and mountain dew is the new thanks to icy and demonica, we honor ya and get so much money sometimes i like im wearing a Yamika you cannot monitor, my money i monetarily ya so what's with the bad comments and all the for i can a picture, stop with truce and hitcha i'm at the top but i can be mobbin' and witcha on my shoulder now, mr. guy is over wow to a ritzy and style* ditzy and gomer pile look at my check chicks with wet to rock it in my pocket got the trojan XL
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K.I.L.L E to the R uh dot just ain't fair that when i pop up the be "like yeah"
(chorus)
killer, it's the an if feel ya* they screamin' yeah, yeah, yeah mister, quick to get if she get off quick for this* she be like yeah, yeah,
(verse 3)
Yeah, I think they me mane, yeah, yeah, is Kanasas City mane. the industry still that's why real slum but when we drop all our records we will dub having a good time's a stackin' travis be laid back tour' about a hundred and fifty per and i made bat haters of you doubt, that im makin' a warped i got ozone, murderdog, double XL and source (so whats all the fuss* about) Killer in and out* fuck on ceramia you heard that from the mouth it ain't comin' from RBC, it comin' from fontana, comin' from strange music's dontana in a clown manner i take it from baritone, record this it's on hunting you in your dreams, you up screamin' in falsetta* MTV me, birthday bash show i got fans like cat castro, that'll boost my cash MTV we sick of it, won't a bit Just in my eyes, and my blood and my ligiments* you can see tecca nina don't give a shit
(pre chorus)
K.I.L.L E to the R uh dot ain't fair that when i pop up the spot be "like yeah"
(chorus)
killer, the gorilla and if they ya they screamin' like yeah, yeah, mister, quick to get chick if she get a whiff of brother, she be yeah, yeah, yeah