Founds total 8 songs
Rap Is Dead
Big is dead, Pac is dead. My music's dead, and y'all just scared. {scratched: "I'm Killer Mike, I'm Killer Mike, I'm Killer Mike, I'm Killer Mike"}. Rap is dead, rock is dead.
Ultimate
Get away, Get away (hey). You got to have a passport if you're rollin' with me. We can hit Jamaica or we can chill in France. Roll with a playa, you can bring a friend (ya).
The Ultimate Vacation
Get away. Ay, you got to have a passport if you rollin' with me. We can hit Jamaica or we can chill in France. Roll with a playa, you could bring a friend.
Southern Takeover
The sound of revenge, tell 'em what it is Mayne. Welcome to the New World Order. Atlanta, Georgia Houston, Texas. The south is officially takin' over, he already know.
Sound Of Revenge (intro)
Yeah, a lightnin' bolt strikes in the air, yeah, finally it's here. 'Cause y'all are the judge, the day of judgment finally is near. In your eye I see a tear and it's remindin' me of fear.
Radio Interruption
This for the streets, nah this for the radio. This for the streets, nah this for the radio. This for the streets, nah this for the radio. Well it's for radio then just keep it street, well go on do it then.
Peepin' Me
I can tell by the way that you peepin' me. That you havin' some thoughts about freakin' me. But if you walk up and just speak to me. And tell me what you like we'll hook up tonight, yeah.
I Think I Love You
Mo' money mo', mo' money mo'. (You bring me trou, you bring me trou). Yeah, mo' money mo'. (You bring me trou, you bring me trouble). (You bring me trouble but I'm still in love).
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