Killa Kyleon

Killa Kyleon - Public Service Announcement lyrics

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[talking]

This is a public service announcement

Sponsored by Killa Kyleon, and the good folks

At the Day 1 Family, ha-ha-ha

I'm back in this bitch, like I love here mayn (Killa)

That's right, this what I do though you know what I'm saying (mo')

Allow me to reintroduce myself, my name


[Kyleon]

Killa nigga, H to the O-G

From here to the great lakes, niggaz know me

Bread's what you better break, if you owe me

Or get a cocked glock shot, to your goatee

The underground's, number one supplier

The reason no one go to the record stores, to buy ya shit

And if they see it on the shelf, they deny it quick

Or let they windows down, to show they can fly ya shit

I can't lie but, I ain't playing it

Cause I don't understand it when, niggaz ain't saying shit

But a bunch of punch lines, in they rhymes

That's why I eat 'em like lunch time, when I rhyme

That's why me and Dre Day, the perfect match

Cause we keep a good batch, of what other suckers lack

So that's why, I can't cut 'em no slack

And I'm keep spitting these hit flows, back to back like that


[talking]

Shit, allow me to clear my throat for a second

Ladies and gentlemen, I was a little horse on that one there

So, if you didn't hear me clear enough

It's only right that I give it to you live and clear, you know what I'm saying

It's only right man, feel me man run it (hey)


[Kyleon]

That's right Killa, not Slim Thugger from the North

But around these parts, you can call me the Boss

Not Watts, but I'm the man of the house

That spent mo' than twenty grand, for this Rolls Gold I floss

Killa, got more gauges than that inspector

That'll rip through that bullet proof vest, that protect you

When I start shooting at you, like projectors

So I suggest ya, pay attention to my lecture

And if I'm running low, I got a few extra

Clips in the car, in case I gotta wet ya

Then put your bitch ass, on the stretcher

When EMS and the Carnavan, come get ya

Fuck with a Hogg and, you will get your iss-ya

When them guns start popping bullets, through your tiss-ya

And when it's over, you gon really wish ya

Didn't fuck with Kyleon, and them shots wouldn't of hit ya


[talking]

Play close attention man, the truth just spoke

This like chapters out the Bible man

You only get one chance, to hear the truth (Killa)

And after that, I'm leaving the motherfucking building nigga

Whoa-whoa uh Killa, C-Mo yeah nigga

This what we fin to make you do mayn [gun shot]
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