The Cook Out Lyrics - Killarmy

Intro: dom pachino, (killa sin) 

The cook out, yo, everybody's invited 

Only the righteous shit 

(only the righteousness, open the bowl kid) 

The God degree (nothing but righteousness) 

The seeds (and uplefted) 

Yo, check it (word up, kid, for real) 

(it's a family thing, celebrate this shit) 

[dom pachino] 

It's the big day, rally with gods 

Cars parked up in the driveway 

In the trenches with the suspenses 

Got to make a few stops get some shit from the pit stop 

Build with the God ree he's on the block 

We did our bid together on the sixth building 

Smoked shit at rec time to keep our mind's filled in 

Spoke to killa sin on the bowl phone 

Wanted me to scoop him right quick, before we zoned 

Hit downtown medina, my spot's blown 

Killarmy in your galaxy, the gods is known 

From war poems to shattering bones and star domes 

Zone off, blow your clone off, and take the crowd home 

To the cook out, digital phonebook out 

On the look out for the girl scout 

With a cookie out, snatch killa up 

I-95, he knew the route 

Unified a buck, in a war truck 

The God rolling up as usual 

New l.p. shaking the rear view 

Slowly approaching the gate 

Smelling the God degree 

To see my fam together as one, it makes me happy 

Chorus: beretta 9 (2x) 

Events like this keep my family tight 

Despite the mics, great minds think alike 

We ayalite, be a life, so, we could see the lights 

Recite from the book of life, the book of life 

[islord] 

Aiyyo, to be exact, it's the God dead, a monk 

Nice and hot, fastest ass on the block 

That's what we peeped out 

Coming through with some phat shit to smoke out 

On our way to the big day, where our whole family's at 

From the grandmas down to the stars 

Parlaying and having a fantastic time 

Hanging out, cooking out, smoking out of my dome 

Peace with the gods niece that I knew 

Back from knowledge culture knowledge 

Apartment 3-g, sitting back with me 

Gradually, analyzing the sunshine over the family 

And the seeds growing up tremendously 

Fast right before your eyes 

Next thing you know they on size 

[killa sin] 

All my life a waited for this, a day of pure bliss 

Celebrate it with a kiss, twist a daq' a reminise 

Way back, to the broke days, rocking prokays 

That was okay, but not good enough for mrs. fokay 

Damn, I used to love her like common 

Not enough to understand the bond between woman and a man 

When I hunger, I guess because I was younger back then 

Plus the fact I wasn't packing no meat 

A litte fat kid, hungry for some action daily 

So I played laser tag with real gats 

Suicide perhaps a skully by the black fence 

Intense, my mind flashed a dipped in '96 

Yo, I'm on now, soldiers of the dark', underground hit 

Plus some shit, regardless, I made it that way 

Growing from the earth like a garden 

Sarving no more this kid is famished 

Awaiting for the day that me established 

The festival of the gods and the planets, we planning understanding 

God damn, it feels good to have a natural meal that's untampered with 

Landing in the wheelchair, lamping poppa tracks about chef 

Pants sagging off his ass, little children running wild in the grass 

Singer foul, form a line for this fool, 

Settle down for there's a jewel in the stash 

(chorus: 2x) 

Outro: beretta 9 

Kid, word up