U Can Get Kilt 4 This Lyrics
(Esham)
U can get kilt 4 this rap I bust
So many wicked rhymesayers tryna buss like us
Who do you trust? None of these hoes
Cause I bust my gun at everyone of these hoes
Im runnin these hoes but then I suppose
They wanna kill my style cause of my classical flows
(What about the kids?) Fuck the kids
Niggas doin bids, 9 years old and I split ya wigs
Who do you trust nobody but I can rock a party
With the shotty in my pocket gauge backstage cocky
(TNT)
U can get kilt 4 this blood can get spilled for this
Number 1 suicidalist
Knockin niggas off my most wanted list
Pist, still I got the mic in my fist
Drink crys or drink piss
Better yet slit ya wrist
Put ya body in the morgue stench whiff I got to get
Drop wicket shit wigs I split
Rhymes I spit still got beef with the government
(Mastamind)
Hard to the core, all wicket
Think we all lyrics, they all can get it
Got em all scared, when its just a song
Don't cross the line, don't step in the wrong
Don't rep my city like a bitch, be a G
We the D, B-I-G-G-E-S-T
Bump this in your basement or the hottest spot
All chaos and whatnot when NATAS drop
Just rock it, Drop the drama kids
You don't know what drama is
Bout more than this rap shit
If he flow let you know what time it is
Keep beats discreet yea we know where ya momma live
Don't suffer the consequences
Dog im in this, never defenseless, ima win this
So don't ask a dumb question
Ya might catch a left and right hand lesson