Oh, Hill, Killah Killah Hill Killah Hill, Killah Killah Killah Hill, Killah Killah
style, kid, yea For all my D.M.D. rec posse, You out Is you out there?
I throw your brain in the cobra clutch, behold the A display if you could get close enough Cold Crush like the anaconda Fierce darts that'll pierce through armor
Lounge in the with Blue and Cappadonna Spiderman identity, Parker Crowd pleaser off the meter Vocal street, sweeper bucks shots the speaker
Pleasure seekers, fifty thou' in the True fans get it hot like sands Conquer land, wide like a eagle Clansman the track with both hands
Not a soul who falls for fool's gold I shine like a diamond in the state of cold Too hot to handle, too to hold Rap with a road block, I lose control
Hold the globe in my palm One hand holds the on a mission that's life long Strike calm through the fire like Chaka World wide on the web the dot-com
Killa Bees in the place to be Burn third on the M I C So deadly the catastrophe And is the way we crash the party Say, rec, rec, rec
Yo, Killa Bees Protect ya neck, what's the So, with caution, I walk with my swordsmen We all in together, Wu-Tang forever win
From Puerto Rico the caves of Berlin Echoin' through blocks and federal pens It be the Wu-Tang, you came in They left the game and physically bent
What I invent, as barbwire fence I represent, sure to a grand entrance With the deadly lecture, contents under Inspectah, put your rep in the
Feather contenders surrender TKO, first knockout, vets to big spenders Journey on the mic like Marco bleedin' occurs to your photo
Thoughts brought as wild as up north It's bloodsport, get rushed for talk But I hold my like it's high noon While tapes surround the mic room
I jump on a live the boom Those who consume become from the fumes
Killa Bees live in the to be third degree on the M I C So deadly the catastrophe And is the way we crash the party Rec, rec, rec