Ol' Time Killin' Lyrics - Jully Black

INTRO [Korry Deez] 

E'rebody ah talk 'bout sound killing 

When they dun know, we are original sound killer 

Fassyhole you know we 

Anytime we start dance-dance a fi lock 

Girl follow back a we 

We have e'rething pon cock 

Can't chant to we 

We start dance from 19-o-long 

Pick a only firefighter a we collect 

A dub plate we have 

Anytime we drop Kardinal, IRS and Wio 

A blood clot big tune dat 

[Kardinal Offishall] 

Yes 

Oh me oh me oh my (what) 

Them a try run Mr. Kardi-ni, flavours you can't deny (what) 

'Cause them Circle cats rhyme so fly 

Them tracks stay do or die and (what) as (what) 

When them write a murder song before a cats can't turn around 

I jump and beg for they live (what) 

Lick off a style, me-a-fi put dem all back 

Rap from T-dot to the Bronx and Bricks and come back 

(Will you wake me up?) 

[Wio-K] 

If an emcee step outta line,I feel them affi get cut up 

But up, lick up, fist up, sound get brek up 

Beat up and kick up until they boy start hiccup 

(Girlfriend what's your name?) 

How ya look, so sweet with your horse legs acting like you're strange 

It's full time, now you come off on dat range 

My name's Wio, bareback rhyming in the plains 

[Allistair] 

Blessin' this, effortless, mess with this, eff with this 

If you think you got a chance to dance with your devilish messages 

Stressing this can only lead to battery 

You rattle me, request to battle me I take as flattery 

I see ya, grip your bible,I'm the lyrically homicidal idol 

Who's liable to take your title with a single recital, it's vital 

You respect the steez, I get vexed with ease 

Don't make me ask you to respect me please 

CHORUS [Jully Black & BlackKat?] 

It's an old time, ol' time killing 

We a deal with, run and get your money clip 

For another day in another way 

De man dem, nuh take the ray ray 

We are a murderahs 

Killas...murder 

[BlackKat] 

Yo, 1-8-7 

Cold blood I meant to do it ruthless 

Knew it was murder since Da Grassroots produced it 

Now we got some ax-murderers upon the track 

Burning murder onto wax 

So you can witness the attack, it's Black... Kat 

The nigga who writes to burn flavour 

So hype the Source should give us 5 mics and 2 turntables 

We spitting this with beats so ridiculous 

And rhyme style limitless, let's see if they can get with this 

[Kardinal Offishall] 

Wio - you're crazy, your tough talk don't amaze me 

Imaginary gats busting just don't faze me 

Lick a shot, wave your flag, gunfinga in the air 

Headstone on your 12" says Mr. Kardinal and the Monolith was there 

From '94 to now, the beats run wild in the East 

Leaving 'nuff man decease, I got two middle fingers that's made for 5-0 

Babylon fi get dust and let my people dem go 

CHORUS 

[Kardinal Offishall] 

Call me a sound (killa), gut (filla), rhyme (spilla) 

Don't date vanilla, hip hop guerilla 

Mind (chilla), don't drink Miller Lite 

Night thrilla, spite might fill ya 

Bite and you invite with a recite to kill ya 

[Wio -K] 

The tox licker, shot licker 

Girls flock quicker, since my crop got bigger 

Get yanked like a glock trigger, just to make the plot thicker 

Girls got thicker, I'm run up in the spot quicker 

(Don't let them watch me so) 

I'm the nigga your son really wants to chill with and know 

You must think it's me that make that nigga act so 

Vexed 'cause your church friends gossip on the low 

(Wio - let me say) 

Now for the people who don't know what's gwaning 

They sleeping on the whole city, stretching in your heart 

Not knowing that T-dot's about to shake your ass out your dreams 

So (wake up) before you end up in a pine box 

Seen 

CHORUS 

You better run go and get your money clip 

[Jully Black] 

Run go get your money clip 

Run go get your money clip 

The emcee killa, killa killa