(Killa K talking)

Yea, Killa K, Yo Flip
I aint wastin no time homie,
Imma go in early, check me out,
Yo

(Killa K)

I don't know what your smokin, or what your on,
But I heard your wack shit, Im like FUCK YOUR SONG
Because dudes lost their mind when they thinkin they shine
Or maybe hes just deaf he cant hear his own rhymes!
Man your fuckin trash, your wack, your garbage,
Go against Killa K, well that's just retarded!
"Ill Still Kill" like Akon and 50,
Lyrically Im more like a A-R 15!
Every line in my rhymes a shell in the clip,
And labels tryna sign me and start sellin my shit,
Because I stay on the grind and Im focused homie,
The only thing that you do is FOCUS ON ME!
Get your own shit, and make your own hits,
You aint got any fans fagget you on your own dick!
Nobody bumps that, your shit is junk wack,
So please tell me, WHO THE FUCK WOULD WANT THAT?
Treat tapes like soft white, cook til its hard,
don't make this your career homie just look for a job,
Not everyone that's tryna can achieve success,
Until you figure that out you cant be the best