Killer Mike - Akshon Lyrics

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Let's do this shit

Killer keeps it honest

'Cause reality is perception with a weak stomach

Bubbling uneasy like the bowels of hell

(Boo)

Enough to make a black ghost turn pale

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

K I L L

This is the name that came to alter the game

Not like these rappers who spit it the same

Separate lames from they chain

My mind don't slack

I'm totally focused on beating up tracks

Monstrous music to beat in your 'Lac

1000 watt amp with woofers in back

Lean to the left if you burning a sac

Baby got back and it's in Baby Phat

Pardon me dog for chasing the cat

I'm hittin' all kittens meowing like that

I like the front but I'm loving the back

I like to bite and I'm hoping she scratch

Escalade dipping I'm holding the lane

Mama's a scholar she blowing my brain

Ain't this the life? Snapping and trappin'

And rappin' and frappin' all night

'Lil mama's a plumber she handling pipe

Ill wit a pill she handle it right

Like Iver son smallest thing on the team

But the livest one

Cocked loaded bust like a gun

Y'all better run one one

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Thump thump thump thump

(Yeah)

All in your trunk

(Yeah)

Grinding and hustling and getting at mine

Swerving and token and grippin' on pine

(Yeah)

Bump bump bump bump

(Yeah)

All in your trunk

(Yeah)

Woofers and tweeters and speakers and geekers

Crawl in your bunk

(Yeah)

How we gon' stop?

(Whoa)

How we gone quit?

(Shit)

Brand new shoes and socks on the Chevy

I came through swerving like this

I'm good wit the game gutter fo' show

Ducking you lames and obstacles

Don't get that ass in a hospital

Wrapped in a cast from head to toe

This boy he real

Racing those candy Seville's through Dixie Hills

My car do wheelies they drive on three wheels

First round pick like Michael Vick

Quarterback status throw passes at chicks

Santana Moss when catching the ball

Get it like Moss she catches the ball

Perfectly tuned my engine don't stall

And I'm equipped with nitrous y'all

Ready to rip burn roar

Ready to tear through your city an' tour

Took The Whole World and murdered that shit

Caught the beat running

And dipped with that bitch

Later for now I'm hustling hits

Flipping my words like bricks trick

(Yeah)

Thump thump thump thump

(Yeah)

All in your trunk

(Yeah)

Grinding and hustling and getting at mine

Swerving and token and grippin' on pine

(Yeah)

Bump bump bump bump

(Yeah)

All in your trunk

(Yeah)

Woofers and tweeters and speakers and geekers

Crawl in your bunk

New new that new new

New new for you you new new for you you

That new new that new new

New new for you you new new for you you

That new new that new new

New new for you you new new for you you

That new new that new new

New new for you you new new for you you

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