Kill Rap

[Intro: Mic Beatz] This is kill rap... This is kill rap... This is kill rap Kill, kill, kill, kill rap Kill, kill, kill, kill rap [Chorus: Mic Beatz] This is kill rap, where we kill cats, real rap Each verse is a steel gat, feel that Every bar is a bullet when we peel back This is kill rap, this is kill rap... 2x [Verse 1: Mic Beatz] Ayo, listen here, when I spit, it's like I always got the pistol near Cause when I hit, it make them disappear My 1-6 really 1-8-7 They could go to hell, I don't think they're gon' make heaven... Nah, even in them battle rhymes, they're amateur 64 bars, a Valentine's Day massacre... Mad bullet holes claimin your brains kid And hit you with the mic until I cave all your brains in This is real rap, and I'm a real rapper Make you shit your pants and eat it, Fear Factor This is torture rap, I make more stacks Leavin ransom notes underneath your doormats Like: "Leave the money here and yo, I won't kill him..." Then I spit a verse at him, leave his throat spillin With all the rhymes I write, it's a real fact That if I write anymore, I'mma kill rap... [Chorus: Mic Beatz] [verse 2: Jadakiss] This is kill rap, I've been the best, and I'm still that **Muah** Fuck the politics, where's your skills at? You ain't touchin the people, so they don't feel that Movin too much of that Diesel? These niggas will rat Out in the field rattin only makes you a field rat If you ain't gonna let it go, then, you better conceal that Date of birth, date of death, I'm keepin real stats I ain't just talkin to be talkin, I'm speakin real facts 5-0 could be right there, niggas'll still clap Where the liquor? Where the weed? Where the pills at? Big knots in every pocket, yeah, they're still fat Honey wanna give me the pussy, I'mma drill that As long as the money's incomin, I'mma still stack I just hope they don't kill you before you write your will, black No security, cause I still pack I know we live, nigga, but, this is kill rap... [Chorus: Mic Beatz] [Outro: Mic Beatz] This is kill rap!