Killa Mode Skit

Afromental

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    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

    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

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    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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