Lyrics
You don't think I hear about what you niggas speak about
The truth is like water, motherfuckers, it stay leakin' out
Watch who you be talkin' 'bout, 'less blood be leakin' out
Let me explain to you lames what I be about
Once again, it's the killer, man, Trendsetter Sence
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Killer, let 'em know
You don't think I hear about what you niggas speak about
The truth is like water, motherfuckers, it stay leakin' out
Watch who you be talkin' 'bout, 'less blood be leakin' out(cannon)
Let me explain to you lames what I be about
My pedigree is that of one who sold crack
When niggas wore silk shirts, Jordache, and drove 'Lacs
Allow me to date mine so you will respect mine
Talkin' 'bout '87, '88, 8-9
My Filas tied tight, think I'm lame? take mine
Guarantee your bitch ass will take nine
Y'all niggas rap good, y'all niggas rap hood
Never seen you niggas unwrappin' crack in the hood
Never seen you niggas sippin' Cisco in Charles' Disco
Talkin' hard soundin' real bitch, though
Never seen you in that Marco's Disco
Ask your older brother 'bout me, I OG
Ayy, Drama, the drama's officially on, man
It's a lot of niggas been jumpin' on your tape lyin' like a motherfucker
I'm me, nigga, I'm Killer Mike, motherfucker
Holla at me, niggas
Jellybeans, nigga
Graffitis and Six Flags, motherfucker
Charles' Disco, nigga
December Fox, nigga
I'm talkin' 'bout everything before the far, far now
I'm grown, nigga
When you was in your PJs watchin' Cartoon Network
I was netwrokin', learnin' how to serve wet work
Learnin' how to flop-flop, whip up and rerock
When you brougt your first 25, I had three Glocks
Don't believe me, homie, go and ask your step-pops
How Killer Mike served Now and Later rocks
Fiend smoke some now, then smoke some later
Fuck beam me up, Scotty, they was seein' Dark Vader
When you was in your bedroom scared of Dark Vader
I was starter jacketed out, nigga, Oakland Raiders
Leavin' Hightower Station on my way to Decatur
With twenty niggas deep like some motherfuckin' players
Alright, nigga
I'll go back to motherfuckin' '87, first year rollin' rock, nigga
If you started rollin motherfuckin' rock, after '95
You was not rolling motherfuckin' rock, nigga
And that's real
Before the sellin' crack nigga, before it was called motherfuckin'
Hustlin' and trappin', nigga, I'm talkin' 'bout rollin' rock, nigga
I was a roller, motherfucker
Still am, nigga
That's right, Killer Killer the crask dealer
This me, nigga, holla at me niggas
The pedigree, nigga
What hood you from, nigga?
What zone you from, nigga?
If you from outside the motherfuckin' metro, know this, nigga
You ain't from a zone, your ass ain't from my home. nigga
A-Town, nigga, you see it
Westside motherfucker
I dare you motherfuckers to question this shit again, nigga
I got a hundred and eight bars of just how official I am, nigga
And that's before I start telling you how unofficial you are now
Next time ya'll nigga speak my name, you better be