menu-iconlogo
huatong
huatong
avatar

killa killin the panda beat

outlawkillahuatong
🔥DJ🤬Barz4🖕Dayz🤬🔥huatong
Liedtext
Aufnahmen
Now, a couple months ago

I asked a lot of people on facebook n starmaker

If I should do this shit, like, as a poll on facebook

I said

"Should I remix panda?"

And like 75% of the people said no

And I asked them why and they said

"Well, that's not the way you rap, that's not your style, you can't rap over that type of beat, you're not inclined enough."

What the f**k?

Listen, let.. just let me.. just, listen

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

outlaw killa is the name when I drop in

No skate but I'm great when I'm locked in

I do my thing everyday, very often, I never sleep

But that's okay cause I love this

I'm honest I got the potential to be the top rapper and not be forgotten I got this

Start now with a rough crowd tryna take me down

So I let em' watch me cook like Hibachi

I cook in the booth my word be the truth

Lemme know now if my words hurtful to you

F**K YOU

I don't care this is verbal abuse

Rappers say they get p***y but in a crew full of dudes..

You talkin', why you talkin'?

Your opinions do not matter

Slow it down for a minute, catch my breath and bring it back up

Back to get you dawg I'm retro bars go dumb so they be special

Took days to write this I went through like 1,2,3,4,5 pencils

Making rappers cry like bitches that's constantly watching Grey's

Their Anatomy's weird they men, but got p***y between their legs

Kinda funny they dummies acting but never use they head

I'm no barber but step to me and I'm sure you'll catch the fade

All about this music shit, but you about the fighting

You know I'm a lunatic, losin' it i might be

These lyrics i know you fear em' they Supreme like a hype beast

I'm strikin' out rappers like I'm pitchin' to them with lightning..

I feast

Uhh, gotta go more, f**k

Yeah, I told all you rappers back up only if tryna see the master attack ya I grab ya

Take you all out wearing all black till you crawl back lookin' whack face facts man they all facts

I don't understand what to call that

They all say they got dreams but they draw back

Too scared to fail and act hard as hell

But then cry when the labels never call back all facts

I'm surprised I found time to do this

Thank my bro who, told me to do this

He know killas got the sick mind to brew this

'Bout time that y'all see that my minds elusive

Don't understand how y'all couldn't see it

Then when i proved it you didn't believe it

I take beats and tear em' into pieces

I ain't even rapping I'm straight FEASTIN'

Now I don't even got fans, I got plans

To be the motherf**kin' man so understand

Now will I make it? There's no saying

But from now on just know I'm done playin'

And oh boy it makes me wonder

How all you one hit wonders

Think you run the whole game flex your 4 chains you should know your never gonna, run it

Act like the man lil homie you not shit

I'm cuttin' all the bad out the picture I crop it

Good things come to those who work to not sin

But right now y'all left me no motherf**kin' option!

Rappers talk but don't do shit

That's why few make it most lose it

Rather work at this then be snoozin'

I rip through your chest like Cam Newton true shit..

Fuck, f**king tired man, I got one more in me

You really thought I couldn't do it

Look at me now bitch!

You see the light know the end is close

That's the consequence of going friend to foe

Back to Back hits like It's OVO

If I'm on a track, then you know it's dope

Bar for bar I'm impeccable

To the point and precise like decimals

Lines around the venue like Jordan just dropped new colorway for his retro 4's

You think your big like Diesel but your Metro built

You thinkin' somebody better homie I'll bet the bill

Now listen to me like I ref the field

And that's real

You should know that stepping to me prolly get ya killed

Stay back I swear you'll become a digested meal

I shit on rappers with the remains of other's I've killed

Or fold your face back lookin' like banana peels

I got a dark mind homie think I made that clear

FOR REAL

Anytime I get a mic I kill the rappers that you heard of

If you talkin' I confront it prolly end up in a murder

I discourage if your worthless to this industry on purpose

When I started I was nervous

But i'm breakin' out the surface

Now, It don't really matter what a mothaf**ka say is the name in the booth I never play

Never have, never did, never will, ever quit

And I get, what i give, but my shit? It be lit

Lemme change up like a pitcher do

You keep pourin' up like a pitcher do

Now u wobblin' 'round like a midget do

You say I'm f**ked up? b***h LOOK AT YOU! I say F**K RASPY and QUEEN TIFF TOO

REEF said sayin' that would be a bold move

But there both as fake as that canadian rob dude

Said I wouldn't do this, so I showed you

And I told you!

Mehr von outlawkilla

Alle sehenlogo

Das könnte dir gefallen