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Re-akshon Remix Lyrics - Singles - Killer Mike

Aye, aye bun who did this man? 

So me and you got, t.i.p., killer mike, lil jon, and bun be 

So that's the king of the south.. the underground king.. 

The king of crunk.. and king kong all on the same song 

Heheh.. aye jon, they ain't ready 

We taking it on back to the trap my nigga! 

 

[Hook] 

I got them 'bows on my 'lac - swervin on these niggaz! 

I got the hoe up in the back - bumpin niggaz figgaz! 

I got the weed in my sack - smokin on that killa! 

In the hood where I'm at - trappin with my niggaz! 

I got the new new... (killa k-k-k-killa killa...) 

New new... (k-k-k-killa killa..) 

New new... (k-k-k-killa killa..) 

New new... (niggaz don't want to touch the killa..) 

 

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Man we been throwin raps for too long 

Aye what you want to do homes? 

I'm finna pull this heat and have you fetal like a new-born 

T.I.P., mike, and bun be - scared whatchu better be 

 

We was just the kings, now we heads of a legacy 

Leaders of the new south, fake niggaz move out 

He talkin loud and proud, but he scared with a tool out 

I'm the nigga they be askin what we gon' do bout? 

 

Mike told me "fuck them niggaz, bring that new new out" 

Tank the chevy, buy the caddie, bring the 22's out 

Put the city back on top, just separate the fools now 

We had lots of misrepresentation but hey we cool now 

 

Can't keep playin both sides of the fence, you got to choose now 

The realest of the real or the fakest of the fake 

If ya got it on ya chest, shawty say it to my face 

When ya hold ya nuts in hatred, ya only rushin til ya wait 

And we goin' show them people what it really is in the a 

 

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[Hook] 

 

Straight from atlanta, the hog hand-ler 

Grown folk trap, scramb-ler 

Knee deep, means to get them g's to my manager 

My mack-10 made for action, body-baggin and throat braggin 

 

I'll drag 'em threw the river like a bad yellow nigga 

I'm mashin with pops fashion, bustin first no questions askin 

You goin' off that waterboat and thinkin you can hold me 

I'm, king kong on every track, no cap-sule can hold me 

 

I'll thump thump thump thump, when I bump bump bump bump! 

It's woofers, tweeters, speakers, geekers, all in yo' trunk! 

My dad ain't raise no fag, my mom ain't had no punk 

We don't hesitate or negotiate, we pop chevy trunks 

 

From the home of coca-cola, I'm not referrin to soda 

I'm a grind til I shine, or die going for mine 

Sick sawyer buy my side, swervin and blowin pine 

Don't be a victim to a killer, be a father to ya son 

This re-akshon, killa kill, t.i.p., and bun 

 

[Hook] 

 

Bitch I'm coming live from the trunk and I thrive on the funk 

'Cause I'd rather die like a man than survive like a punk 

I'm no coward, I'm 'dro-powered, you gettin twin-towered 

Devoured - it's a shit-storm and you bout to get showered 

 

From broward county to harris, pasadena to paris 

I embarrass niggaz on chrome wheels as big as the ferris 

'Cause there is, now way now how - I stay low-key, low-brow 

In that black on black on black in the 'lac 'cause I'm so wild 

 

I get, drunk off that, I'll be high off this 

I might pop one of those, it don't matter my nigga - I don't miss 

They put me hot on list, where players are posted 

But them players we posted up on corners, when they say and get roasted 

 

And the prayer get toasted, 'cause I keep the flame on 

The face for the game on - leave a stain on anything I puts my name on 

Disrespect and the tech'll peck a player like woody 

'Cause cain't nuttin keep a trill nigga down, ask khujo goodie 

 

[Hook] 

 

All I gotta say is sucker emcees better run 

The debate is now, who's the greatest emcee? 

T.i.p., killer mike, or bun? 

We are not doing this for fun - this is a bloodsport 

 

Emcees are dying, mothers are crying 

And wack-ass niggaz will go out trying 

It is officially a new day, I am officially the new mouth 

And these are the emcees of the new south!! 

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