Killaz Theme Ii (bonus Track) Lyrics - Cormega

Heh heh, yea 

Hahahaha, right 

Part the crowd like the Red Sea 

Don't even tempt me 

[Chorus] 

We want to kill you (My niggas fight to this) 

We want to kill you (My niggas fight to this) 

We want to kill you (My niggas fight to this) 

We want to kill you (Y'all creeps can't dig this) 

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[Prodigy] 

Aiyyo, peace to our way of life, hats off to all the trife 

This holster's for the autos and foot-long knives 

Especially for stacks of greenbacks 

My outfit'll perform, so blow all stain raps 

Now lemme take y'all niggas back to my basics of this 

Your anxious to flip fag, catch a facelift 

My shank do remarkable things for fakeness 

My whole mob got the same patience 

Throw on your track Asics, and make moves like a spaceship 

We pack places, Infamous bangs your nation 

You're light at the weight station, that weak shit need replacin 

Put this in heavy rotation 

Overdose music, it's theraputic to the user 

Drive awhile under the influence of this 

Careful 'cause you might just crash and shit 

Total your whip and still pull my tape out your deck 

Me and Mobb tryna connect, like thirty-thousand dollar links 

Unpopable, unstopable, topple 

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[Cormega] 

Yo, yo 

My drug clientele was bringin' me money well 

Smokin' buddha, L's, and weed so good they leave a funny smell 

Niggas scopin' me, hopin' police is close to me 

Mega regulatin', the way shit supposed to be 

Gold chain chokin' me, cocaine provokin' me 

To live my destiny, ja'causezi waters soakin' me 

Floatin in a smokin Durango, doin my thing yo 

My mac-milli (what?) sweeter than a mango 

Son you know the drilly, the drama is a part of me 

Did time for, cocaine, knives, and armed robbery 

My rhyme rid graffiti as a live nigga prophecy 

Mega poetic, rhymes are like dimes but no credit 

I'll leave your mind paralyzed dunn, but don't wet it 

Scarface persona, I acquired a taste for drama 

And I embrace this spray shit, you banned from the projects 

Your love here (fuck it) ain't shit, yo I'ma see you 

Nigga you transparent, see through rhymes, fully automated 

You semi-crime related, Cormega and Mobb Deep rhyme amazin' 

Thug shit you can't fuck with, what 

[Havoc] 

Fuck your bullshit rep, nigga you ass bet 

Talkin' all that shit, don't even got cash yet 

Our flaws, try to get away no gats tossed 

Got drama with my clique I'ma take it to the source 

QBC representive, I'm just tryin to live 

If I can't get to you, I'ma take it to your kids 

Spray your crib, fuck it son, somethin' gotta give 

If I can't live, then ain't nothin' gonna live 

That's dead ass, 'bout to put this whole shit in the smash 

You real? Hit that ass up with 4 wheels 

The ?darkside?, you gonna squeal, like them other rappers 

You know we kick the truth, you wanna clap us 

I got this, strictly out the mouth, nothin' but hot shit 

Pop shit, couldn't fuck this when we drop shit 

You helpless, put your whole shit outta service 

We don't smoke shit (Thank God for this) 

Yo if it wasn't, for niggas like us, you'd just be assed up 

Hustlin' for petty get cats (come on now, you know I know) 

When it come to gats I'm a ho, never bite my tongue 

Let them playa haters know, how we comin' 

Straight comin' through while you runnin' 

Get dunnin', had that ass shakin' like a bitch when she comin' 

Wanted a mil, slipped that ass like a mickey 

It's 50-50 fuckin' with this nigga, just come and get me 

[Chorus] 2x 

(It's no doubt) 

We want to kill you (that's right) 

(It's no doubt) 

We want to kill you (that's right) 

(It's no doubt) 

We want to kill you (that's right) 

(It's no doubt) 

We want to kill you (that's right)