Its killa on the mic I wreck it my bars are reckless 
Shit tends to get to my brain, hittin me hard like dam a freight train
My flow so sharp it’s overdosed on cocaine 
Now I don’t need no oxygen, I’m breathin in propane 
Black girl sippin, white wine, put my fist in her like a civil rights sign
The heat comin off of me is hotter than your mums iron 
Careful not to touch me or you might just start cryin

Shit im rappin logic, Your ironic, I guess your fuckin chaotic 
I pimpin like im exotic, Your flows catastrophic, 
Melody on me, Bitches wanna see me D, Im crazy like Eazy- E, 
Im fly as a bee, flyin free, careful not to pop a knee UH 

Im pullin the tapes, every body rushin to the fire escape, 
flows so good like im eatin the grapes
Im pullin 101 like im hittin a vape 
Then ill come at you with all my audiotapes
Killa’s my name, yall rappers aint the same, im getting the fame, see me in a picture frame
Your style is lame, better pick up your game, the hoods what I claim, all these rhymes gonna start a flame, ima put you to shame, say you can rap you better reclaim, Im beating you like in a dam board game, So put me on stage and know my stage name, or grab a seat and watch my ballgame, im hearing all these faggots exclaim



Travellin to Los Angela’s
You cant handle this
Watch your ears, flow so sick, Might have damages
You’re amateurs 
Leave you wrapped up in bandages 
Rap aint makin sense, pure randomness
Quick call the Ambulance 
He sufferin from paralysis 
This is miraculous 
Im like all other rappers, foul mouth and blasphemous
I’m runnin away, let the wind take me away from your clamminess
All these niggas bout to pop one and go smoke cannabis 
Im done leaving you actionless
Im out, Too much anxiousness

Killa

Killmatic

Connecting rap lines like a blue tooth receiver 
I'll come at you with my golden retriever 
I'm hip hop poppin I'm hip hop lock-in I'm jockin hit you with a Criss cross I'm rockin 
Why you acting so serious, I'm rapping so fast call me too fast too furious 
Sweet like whinney the poo
I'm rhyming like I'm rhyming doctor who 
I'm straight from the underground call me the crew 
Get knocked back when my foot comes through
Make your wish come true 
Throw the first punch 
Get knocked down hear the crunch 
I'm a monster, eat you for lunch 
I heard you talking trash, bro you think your the heat, please bow down to defeat you are barely mince meat 
Rapping to the beat the beat go crazy, your style don't faze me 
I'm rapping pink slips, battling all the crips, stab you with my lines watch you drip 
let me show you a lil lesson on street
im the type of raper that never missed a beat
step up to me and youll be feeling the heat
i have more sting then you in one of my feet
so you best sit down and take a seat
When Im in the mood, I start flowing at a faster pace
I will lyrically assassinate, any one in the way of my masterpiece
I got to create, to devastate careers of each and every emcee
Aint nothing in this world can try to affect mine
I write new lines, and try to do it better the next time
There aint no stress, when IM rocking the vest
I just hope a homie on my block donT put a glock to my chest
Future bigger than biggie, hotter than a ciggie, Coz this rap game is gang, hotter than the last song Justin Bieber sang, see it on number one hits on the radio,
It's killa, only name you hear that will scare you more than a thriller, so you better watch out my rap game will destroy you like a truck comin at you with no breaks, it's packed full of crates, please no hate
these lyrics are brash
here's some cream for that rash
cause my respect you may have earned
but you've just been lyrically burned

Killa

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