[Kyleon:]

I see your click mugging, looking with a frowning face

You're like a birthday party, full of clowns and cakes

I see your click mugging, looking with a frowning face

You're like a birthday party, full of clowns and cakes

I see your click mugging, looking with a frowning face

You're like a birthday party, full of clowns and cakes

The type that won't fight, but keep a gun around your waist

Ain't finna do shit, but always running your mouth

Don't make me, run in your house and you ain't leaving

Till the coroner come, and when you ain't breathing

From H-Town to Cleveland, Killa's a menace

I'm all in these niggaz faces, like Killa's a dentist

You can find me in the spot, if it's some scrilla up in it

With the work, and the cocked nine mili' up in it

I hang with a gorilla unit, like Buck and Banks

That'll put niggaz to sleep, like they fucked with Dre

Fuck what you think, Kyleon running the show

I'm a lyrical Jet Li, I'm the one with the flow

And if you looking for your chick, I'm the one with your hoe

And I ain't gotta ask for head, she done befo'

It's a hundred and fo' outside, I'm the reason

When I told you I was hot, niggaz didn't believe me

Now they tripping, cause they see that I'm the shit in they region

And I'ma keep making moves mayn, I ain't freezing

You wonder why I'm G'sing, look at my check

Can't you see I'm having thangs mayn, look at my neck

Niggaz can't see Killa, cause I ain't visible yet

So I guess, you can just call me invisible set nigga


[scratching]