Loaded Lux - K.I.L.L.A.S. lyrics

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Superstar J quit

And the one and only, Loaded Lux

Can you dig it? (Can you dig it?)

Can you dig it? (Can you dig it?)

Can you dig it? (Can you dig it?)

Left the devil on the back roads

In search of heaven on the path home

In the raft got go, niggers wanna have my soul

Feeling like Django, right back in the rodeo

On these streets men bleed

They respect it or they test it

Aim for the weak

Them cowboys, I brought killas with me (killas with me)

Them cowboys, I brought killas with me (killas with me)

K-killas with me, killas with me, killas with me

You with them cowboys, I brought killas with me

We out here nigger, we out here nigger

We out here nigger, we out here nigger

You a cowboy I got killas I got animals and gorillas

I got silverbacks with them black macs and this trap rap no backpack

Petty thieves in my rat trap, never preyed on the weak

Last lay was on south beach and that bitch stay for a week

Before the white folk came guns got blown,

Bodies on the ground and the brains on the floor

Put the cash in the bag in the all black Jag

And the bag in the trunk, next to the pump - bang

Bu the sun would rang, I'm out here police know my name

Neighbors hate when I'm stepping out

Cause they already know what my weapon bout

And that's murder - we killers and all my killers got knowledge

And Loaded Lux is my teacher so middle finger to your college

And ace's clip is my preachers DC bought me dollars

And I name first son Harlem and my manager bought me commas

No drama, and I left

Left the devil on the back roads

In search of heaven on the path home

In the raft got go, niggers wanna have my soul

Feeling like Django, right back in the rodeo

On these streets men bleed

They respect it or they test it

Aim for the weak

Them cowboys, I brought killas with me (killas with me)

Them cowboys, I brought killas with me (killas with me)

K-killas with me, killas with me, killas with me

You with them cowboys, I brought killas with me

We out here nigger, we out here nigger

We out here nigger, we out here nigger

I’ve seen wise men come, I’ve seen wise men go

And in this violent lifestyle all they know

They’d die for all their dough

It's always a test the best gotta raise the rest

I pray that less, less is for the king of death

You saved you flesh you guessing your brain suggest

The game get shot nigger feel like a game of chess

You in a lyrical circle individual virtues

Get tested no question this feeling is personal

And really get hurtful when the killing concerns you

You learn to when there's no one to turn to

Envision the verb, we’re meant to be of a slaughter house

Slaughter all involved with the choice of doubt

Fought in …. to kill what it's all about

The bill was real you fake gotta call you out

The hardest out party bounce

To have all them out well food for thought what counts

Knowledge explained without pay

And I'm kangaroo with this K

Let them hold that Loaded Lux make'em pay

They owe that trilly Trel ring them bells

They know that flick it up with the fans

That's Kodak cause hell if I gotta go back

Left the devil on the back roads

In search of heaven on the path home

In the raft got go, niggers wanna have my soul

Feeling like Django, right back in the rodeo

On these streets men bleed

They respect it or they test it

Aim for the weak

Them cowboys, I brought killas with me (killas with me)

Them cowboys, I brought killas with me (killas with me)

K-killas with me, killas with me, killas with me

You with them cowboys, I brought killas with me

We out here nigger, we out here nigger

We out here nigger, we out here nigger

Cowboys and we killas we hunt, so we eat

Y'all bottle weight so y'all starve

Peasants don't mingle with gods

My body count a collage

9-11 my team

So you can either jump in this ring

Or get head get under my wing

Silencers with them beams

Loud cries and screams

Drug dealers and fiends

And every king need a queen

Me and my younger trilly Trel going bonkers

The monster from DC boy no comment

We conscious and we be hoppin' out the tauntest

Hear me know hile I owe nigger youngest

Harlem up in this motherfucker I offer to offer the most

Awesome lyrics you lost in

Sales get enormous endorsements

From the draggest kicks Miguel at the concert

Niggers got to hold that

Loaded Lux make'em pay

They owe that trilly Trel ring them bells

They know that flick it up with the fans

That's Kodak cause hell if I gotta go back

Left the devil on the back roads

In search of heaven on the path home

In the raft got go, niggers wanna have my soul

Feeling like Django, right back in the rodeo

On these streets men bleed

They respect it or they test it

Aim for the weak

Them cowboys, I brought killas with me (killas with me)

Them cowboys, I brought killas with me (killas with me)

K-killas with me, killas with me, killas with me

You with them cowboys, I brought killas with me

We out here nigger, we out here nigger

We out here nigger, we out here nigger