Killa in me
it's big killa b cumin up on tha track
just chillin wit tha g's lightin up a sac of that norcal
gernery sumthing for tha scenery
but i'm here cuz i'm fellin g
me and my mutha fuckin boyz are relieved
u got funk then u'll be like my meet in ur beef
straight from tha street and handle this
here take a seat from my head to my feet
i'm a lyrical trickster take a scrilla i'm tha killa named b
and u'll see nobody's illa than me
now bitch get down on your knees bitches
know that u lovin my shit cuz that shit take a hit
and u lick just a bit there's a hop in tha ride
always by my side u can bump or get high
fo u shouldn't just try to just step
cuz now u and check and now u best hit tha deck
and fo take a neck and my bitch that's fo break
tha lyrics u hear from my mouth to ur ear
make u tear or for fear make u want no where near
brain capacity everyone be askin me can i be just like b
lights, camera, action u just a fraction of killa possessed
corporal with vests on their chests
now u want to c tha best from tha west
no way ur a pest and a bitch like tha rest