Oh, Hill, Killah Killah Hill Killah Hill, Killah Hill Killah Hill, Killah Hill
style, kid, yea For all my D.M.D. rec posse, You out Is you out there?
I throw brain in the cobra clutch, behold the rush A dazzlin' if you could get close enough Crush like the four-stinger anaconda Fierce darts that'll pierce through solid
in the barracks with Blue and Cappadonna Spiderman identity, Parker pleaser register off the meter Vocal street, sweeper bucks shots through the
Pleasure seekers, fifty in the stands True fans get it hot like sands Conquer land, wide a eagle wingspan Clansman the track with both hands
Not a soul who falls for fool's gold I shine a diamond in the true state of cold Too hot to handle, too to hold Rap with a road block, I might lose
the globe in my iron palm One hand holds the firearm on a mission that's life Strike calm the fire like Chaka Khan wide on the web without the dot-com
Killa Bees in the place to be Burn degree on the M I C So goes the catastrophe And is the way we crash the party Say, rec, rec, rec
Yo, Bees swarmin' Protect ya neck, what's the So, proceed with caution, I walk my swordsmen We all in together, Wu-Tang forever win
From Puerto Rico 'cross the of Berlin Echoin' through cell blocks and federal It be the Wu-Tang, you came in They left the game mentally and physically
I invent, sharp as barbwire fence I represent, sure to make a entrance With the lecture, contents under pressure Inspectah, put your rep in the
weight contenders surrender TKO, first knockout, vets to big spenders Journey on the mic like Polo Internal bleedin' occurs to your
Thoughts forth as wild as up north It's bloodsport, get rushed for tough But I hold my ground like it's high While police tapes surround the mic
I on a live tune the boom Those who consume become from the fumes
Killa live in the place to be third degree on the M I C So deadly goes the And this is the way we crash the Rec, rec, rec