Murda Goons

Yea, Killa K
DJ Flip, DJ Pauly-O
Rest in Peace J Dilla
Imma rock out to this
Imma try to keep it goin tho Im tryna catch the beat, ya know?
See how I do, Mic check 1-2

(Killa K)

Go get ya squad together
Pray to Allah forever
Me sell my soul to you devils?
Ayo the answers NEVER
You homies not on my level,
I hit the floor with the pedal
I always move with the metal
The diamond chain and bezel
Will leave your bitch bedazzled
I mean, a bitch is baffled
When she be seein me battle
You couldn't fuck with my shadow
Im movin strong but steady
Im always calm and ready
My lyrics long machetes
That carve in starvin bellies
I always keep it goin
I know the heat is flowin
Because the streets is showin
Me love and see, you know it
You six feet below it
I'd keep it G and show it
Youd get a deal and blow it
Id get a deal and grow it
Im tryna deal with shortage
I got these bills and mortgage
A record deal? Ignore it!
But still Im reachin for it
We gotta change our livin
But big chains and chillin
Has got us stayin the villains
And so we slang in buildings
And we endanger children
And we engrave the feelin
Of "early graves" appealin
Should be ashamed of killings
But we embrace the "killas"
That be embracin triggas
Because they chasin figgas
And they erasin (edited)
That was just earnin dollas
Because they'd learn from scholars
And they would yearn for college
And also turn to knowledge
But they would never make it
Because the streets would be "naked"
And all the corners be vacant
And so the homies get taken
Becomin hospital patients
And mothers probably waitin
Influence possibly Satan
Or maybe rides with the Dayton's
Or maybe bitches was hatin
So is there really escapin?
System is mentally rapin
And victims heavily taken
Its like the heavens is breakin
And we surrounded by angels
But we surrounded by danger
Cuz we surrounded by gangstas
Whats only makin it stranger is we all-