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Brooks: Let me see, when you talk when you into that
Girl: Uh huh?
Brooks: That thing there
Girl: Um hmm.
Brooks: It makes your voice out
Girl: Ohh.
Brooks: can hear it in there
Little A Ohhh!
Hee Hee Hee Hee
Little (Laughs)
Killa Mike: You are now witnessing the collaborative of Buford Highway's finest; Brooks Buford. My main man, Warner Robbins own Danny Boone. And me, I'm Killa kill from Atlasville, better known as Killa Mike. Ha ha. This's how we bring it. Heard?
I'm wild up in school, act a
it's over, I hate you Brooks, you suck.
my DJs name Detail neat
your ass get beat all the street
if you can't to this then you ain't got feet
Ain't nobody that can pull it the way I be bringin' it raw
stingin' it, and rippin' your jaw
and bustin' rhymes all of the time follow the
be the MC if you ever try to get the B-double O-N-E, uh
You talk it, say what
the way we live it,
you walk around it, say
'cause give it, yeah
we're in the sky, say
a mile high,
the winds like a falcon and you ain't that fly
don't sing it it, don't front it run it
and be scared this is just what you wanted
and you have all woke up the
his name is Truth and crushin' all your lyin'
Yeah, I'm through the halls, one word...balls
I'm business, power lunches, conference calls
up on the go-ped, sittin' on chrome three's
I disease, knockin' out MCs
my be jumpin' out bushes and trees
Hey, how in the hell are you out there in radio land?
this is Danny Boone many ago I started rippin' the microphone
and been it ever since makin' mince meat of MCs that can't get with this
cross fence
You talk it, say what
the way we it, yeah
you around it, say what
Rehab give it, yeah
we're in the sky, say
a high, yeah
flying the winds like a falcon and you that fly
don't sing it bring it, front it run it
and don't be scared is just what you wanted
and you have all up the giant
his name is Truth and crushin' all your lyin'
One two, one two...it's
I'm thirteen, smokin'
in a stolen Chevelle the gangsta lean
dippin through the swas, cook beans
crunk to be on methanphedemines
got a girl, sixteen, I'm court
so fresh so in my creased jeans
silk shirt, finger ring gleeming
with a fifth of Jim Beam, I'm an king
Hey, you just a hop, and a jump
from gettin' in a d'emptsy dumpster
punk, you can not handle the truth
so I bring it to you I know you have nothing to bring at me
I, I, I...
You talk about it, say
the way we it, yeah
you around it, say what
'cause Rehab it, yeah
we're in the sky, say
a mile high,
flying the winds like a and you ain't that fly
don't sing it bring it, front it run it
and don't be scared is just what you wanted
and you all woke up the giant
his is Truth and he's crushin' all your lyin'
You talk it, say what
the way we live it,
you around it, say what
Rehab give it, yeah
we're in the sky, say
a high, yeah
flying the winds like a falcon and you ain't fly
don't sing it it, don't front it run it
and don't be scared is just what you wanted
and you have all woke up the
his name is Truth and he's all your lyin'
Little All good. Goodbye.