Kilo Don’t Take No Mess

[Verse 1]
I'm the Kilo, the highest up went dope
I knock you off your throne, with a single stroke
Of my hand, understand, I'm not a gentle man
I'm mean as a demon, and you saw the Peter Pan
You're a car, I'm a train, a kite, I'm a plane
A floor, I'm a ceiling, a house, I'm a building
This is what you're ranked in
You should have been thinkin'
1990 MC, come and get your spankin'
There's a neek, sheik, smart, brilliant
Once you hear a rhyme, the cake is say a million
Like a trigger on a pistol, all you do is pull me
I thought you spittin' rhymes, as if I was an uzi
I can bust a rhyme, I do this all the time
Don't try to wipe up an MC
Your neck is on the line
You're considerable to fool
You thought that you could rule
But when we are leveled
Do you say that I was cool?
You turn your head and start to cry
As I saw you die
You said you had the best rhyme
I guess you wanna hear lie
You told me they was ready
Your rhymes are very steady
We had 'em even better
But you say you're not ready
I'm a devastation, you're an animation
A pistol in a paper, this is some dictation
I'm just like cupid, you're just playing stupid
I ball up to rappin' in the trap, alley oopin'
I stomp you in the face, kick you in the chest
'Cause the Kilo don't take no mess, uh!

[Verse 2]
I need, two turntables, a mic that's tough
Found my six speakers, yeah that be enough
A girl on my side, real sweet and all sweeter
Almost forgot, I might need a tweeter
You got me with your life, boy, with the master
I pick you up and slam you hard like a wrestler
Stick out my hand, lookin' like a friend
As soon as you get up, I'ma slam you again
The K is in town, an Amalam sound
A motherfuck boy got smashed to the ground
I'm like water (Word?), goin' down your throat
Beatin' and beatin' your heart, and every note
You don't wanna be, or gonna be the MC just fakin'
Should I take him out? (Word) Yeah, I reckon
I dust you, bust you, then I start to cut you
I run to my back, 'cause I really don't trust you
You might pull out a 9 or you might just try to swing
Pull a game move on me, and that's an ugly thing
I pull out my 9 and put you to rest
'Cause the Kilo don't take no mess (No mess, uh!)

[Verse 3]
Try to play the Kilo, like I was a Tyree
Now I'm in your face, punk, tell me that you're sorry
Smash you like a glass, kick you up your ass
Can't you read the sign?
(Yo yo yo yo, Sammy Sam's in the past!)
This is not cartoon, I am not a bunny
Itty bitty boy, I think your nose is runny
You try to diss Cool J, now you diss the K?
Stupid piece of shit, what made you look my way?
Was it trouble? Well trouble is what you're gonna get
But what will be your benefit?
I think you're just ignorant
Ignorant to the fact that you lost
You're just a worker, the Kilo is the boss
Sammy Sam go to hell, your DJ is in jail
How did I know? (You're gettin' jacked by the ho!)
A itty bitty MC comin' from the south
I'm not callin' my hitman (Let's call him Raggedy Mouth!)
You try to come against me, you're gonna need an army
Try to battle Kilo, you must be a dummy
What are you, punk? Some kind of liberal?
You think I'm bein' beaten by one individual?
I take out my pistol, and put you to rest
'Cause the Kilo don't take no mess (No mess, uh!)

[Verse 4]
Yo Red, guess what man?
(What's up man, you know what I'm sayin'?)
These suckas tried to diss me, man
Sam man, what's up with it (Sammy Sam!)
Sammy Sam (Say boutique) the cartoon character
(You buggin', you buggin')
He had a fuck word, man
(Hold up, who the fuck is this kid?)
I don't know, he's a fuck ass (Fuck nigga)
Yeah man, what's up with that man?
(I don't know, yo, but I tell you what
I'm finna turn my turntables on and all that
And tell me what you want me to do)
Yo, I want you to tell them my name! (Alright then)
Tell 'em the game, tell 'em when I got the fame, boy
And we outta here (Like what), write that down, sucka!
Huh!