and my credit card Now I'm poor (government snitches are paid) Momma I don't wanna sell Crack no more ( listen it gon take about 3 minutes just listen) [Killer Mike
shit It's Bizzare from D12 in this bitch And which nigga want to fight I'm the club with Surge Knight, Ike, and Killer Mike Fat dick for all my enemies
happen when we go out on the town Bottles get to poppin and them bitches get to jocking And the kush bag that we smoking running out (repeat) [Verse 1 - Killer Mike
You don't have to go home One time, one time Easy, that cook shit got me sleepy Rollin' down 85, leaning but I ain't weaving Man, you should stay a day
Aah, Killer Mike, aah, Killer Mike, aah, Killer Mike, aah, Killer Mike Rap is dead, rock is dead My music's dead and y'all just scared Aah, Killer Mike
Aright so you niggaz wanna know how a nigga is up in jail Servin' a forty to life sentence for dope that wasn't even his Just sit back and listen, I'll
Peace will never tame the hatrid of me I'm too restricted, separated from your society.. I'm a new breed of species, a curse to lift that speak my
Yeah! Killer keeps it honest Cause reality is perception with a weak stomach Bubbling uneasy like the bowels of hell (Boo!) Enough to make a black ghost
know I love you (My pain, my strife) Oh baby, oh baby I will never leave you girl (Good days, bad nights) You know I love you (Lovely fistfights) No baby, no baby Killa
i'm talking about one night, 82, static, selecta, like... i'll take back to one night like static, selecta, come on, man! hey, hey, hey! nigger free style
me and my homies are sayn fuck the blue we sport red rags and let them hang when a scrap rund up shoot him in the brain with no hesitation were in this killer
[Big Boi] Yeah Its going all the way down Aquemeni Records, Killer Mike, Slimm Calhoun Just because your wearing a Braves' jersey doesn't mean we on the
wil?n don't give a fuck) (See you when the sun come up) I guess I?ll catch you in your dreams [Verse 2 Killa Mike] Typical day off in the A [aye]
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shit on quite a few and quieted a few niggas Get a grip, dead four-fifth in the hip Slip, never picture me fallin' nigga don't trip [Killer Mike] Stoned
[feat. Big Rube] Peace will never tame the hatred in me I'm too restricted Seperated from your society I'm a new breed of species A curse to lips that
[Killer Mike:] CRIP - true blue to it BLOOD - Piru to it Gangsta music, is to drug abusin Don't confuse it with C. Delores Tucker FUCK her, and Bill O