Killa Mode Skit

Baby no doubt

'Cause if you got the balls you might stay in the game

It might feel kinda raw but you're building your name

Like Gortat my man, giving you pain in the paint

The proper way

I'll beat you fast 'cause your style is lame

You see the cobra, the male Oprah

A mothafucker that will never stop

Flying out like the gas from the soda

Still controlling the fame, rocking it hard

Mr. MightyWozz the leader of the new wave

And we don't care that the vocals' retarded

You're hearing flow rollercoaster man

Try to ride it

And feel invited but don't use no weapons

The biz is full of shit rappens, but shit happens

I got balls like them coconuts

Believe or not, let's knock each other's balls out

Try id you got the guts

Slickest rhymes and tons of plase for more

So let's roll beby let's roll and suck my flow

CHORUS:

We don't wanna play games, we're in killa' mode

'Cause if they pull the wrong strings we will kill 'em all

So you better understand to leave us alone

You got the message now, better get the fuck out

We don't wanna play games, we're in killa' mode

'Cause if they pull the wrong strings we will kill 'em all

So you better understand to leave us alone

We're ill not sick, this shit is toxic

I'm like a comet

Comin' down straight to your head shattering your stomach

And better check your vomit

And better out your pants up cuz it met the floor

Standin' like a ho'

Let me count to 4 3 2 1 Bang!

Mothafucker you're out!

You're a fagged dicksucker so control your mouth

We're playin' winners outs you're playin' weener's doubts

What you're hearing now is the soldier's vow (you) fuckin' boyscout

My train's comin'

I'm ridin' gunshot

Fuck the runnin'

All ya whack mc's stopped

Flo's stunning

Ho! You can call me rap animal

Flo's kot no rules at all

My rhymes are cruel like Geronimo

I got my team on my back

Toghether chasing dreams on a track

Sittin' in our black cadillac

Them boyz make you got that

If not we'ss strike from above

Like bombs over Baghdad

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