Brooks:
Let me see, when you talk when
you talk into that
Little Girl: Uh huh?
Brooks: That thing right there
Little Girl: Um hmm.
Brooks: It makes your voice come
out
Little Girl: Ohh.
Brooks: They can hear it in there
Little Girl: A Ohhh!
Brooks: Hee Hee Hee Hee
Little Girl: (Laughs)
Killa Mike: You are now
witnessing the collaborative
effort of Buford Highway's
finest; Brooks Buford.
My main man, Warner Robbins own
Danny Boone.
And me, I'm Killa kill from
Adamsville, better known as Killa
Mike.
Ha ha. This's how we bring it.
Heard?
I'm wild up in school, act a fool
it's over, I hate you Brooks, you
suck. Cool
my DJs name Detail he's neat
your ass get beat all down the
street
if you can't move to this then
you ain't got feet
Ain't nobody that can pull it the
way that I be bringin' it raw
stingin' it, singin' and rippin'
your jaw
and bustin' rhymes all of the
time follow the leader
be the MC if you ever try to get
with the B-double O-N-E, uh
You talk about it, say what
the way we live it, yeah
you walk around it, say what
'cause Rehab give it, yeah
we're in the sky, say what
a mile high, yeah
flying the winds like a falcon
and you ain't that fly
don't sing it bring it, don't
front it run it
and don't be scared this is just
what you wanted
and you have all woke up the
giant
his name is Truth and he's
crushin' all your lyin'
Yeah, I'm rollin' through the
halls, one word...balls
I'm handling business, power
lunches, conference calls
pulled up on the go-ped, sittin'
on chrome three's
I smell disease, knockin' out MCs
my rhymes be jumpin' out bushes
and trees
Hey, how in the hell are you
doing out there in radio land?
this is Danny Boone many moons
ago I started rippin' the
microphone
and been doin' it ever since
makin' mince meat of MCs that
can't get with this
don't cross fence
You talk about it, say what
the way we live it, yeah
you walk around it, say what
'cause Rehab give it, yeah
we're in the sky, say what
a mile high, yeah
flying the winds like a falcon
and you ain't that fly
don't sing it bring it, don't
front it run it
and don't be scared this is just
what you wanted
and you have all woke up the
giant
his name is Truth and he's
crushin' all your lyin'
One two, one two...it's murder
I'm thirteen, smokin' green
in a stolen Chevelle with the
gangsta lean
dippin through the swas, cook
jelly beans
crunk enough to be on
methanphedemines
got a girl, sixteen, I'm court
teens
so fresh so clean in my creased
jeans
silk shirt, three finger ring
gleeming
with a fifth of Jim Beam, I'm an
A-town king
Hey, you just a hop, skip and a
jump
from gettin' dropped in a
d'emptsy dumpster
punk, you can not even handle the
truth
so I bring it to you 'cause I
know you have nothing to bring at
me
I, I, I...
You talk about it, say what
the way we live it, yeah
you walk around it, say what
'cause Rehab give it, yeah
we're in the sky, say what
a mile high, yeah
flying the winds like a falcon
and you ain't that fly
don't sing it bring it, don't
front it run it
and don't be scared this is just
what you wanted
and you have all woke up the
giant
his name is Truth and he's
crushin' all your lyin'
You talk about it, say what
the way we live it, yeah
you walk around it, say what
'cause Rehab give it, yeah
we're in the sky, say what
a mile high, yeah
flying the winds like a falcon
and you ain't that fly
don't sing it bring it, don't
front it run it
and don't be scared this is just
what you wanted
and you have all woke up the
giant
his name is Truth and he's
crushin' all your lyin'
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