Released: October 13, 2005

Featuring: Tech N9ne Krizz Kaliko

Songwriter: Killa C Tech N9ne Krizz Kaliko

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne and Killa C]
I thought you motherfuckers was knowing we go hard
Rip through your offace with my niggas [?]
The secret servis, they nervis, cause we clap shit
Tech N9na, the mighty more of this rap shit
Took a look at [?]
Put them in your backyard, but they won't get that far
Last name's Khalifa
And she had a militent rap star
Ala Oo Acbar
Murder on the daily, murder never pains me
First on the murder really fuckin changed me
Made me who the fucI am
It's election day, bitch, so murder Uncle Sam
Run up in the whitehouse, gun in your mouth
This my offace now, so get the fuck out
You're all fucking dying, for all your fucking lying
I'll use your own crew, to do my own spying

[Chorus: Killa C]
We ain't never gon stop
Heads what we chop
Killin them from the top
Bring your downfall, downfall, drop

[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko, Killa C and Tech N9ne]
A caged animal, that's what they made me
Now I'm Hannible, in the rages that raised me
Invisable, turn out the lights, they don't see me
An indiviual, laying with the killers, so easy
Your dime can come fuck with us
Turn around and run from us
Look what this world has done to us
In the land where milk and honey is filthy money
And it's ok to kill bitchs if you're OJ
You could lock me up, and throw away the key
Cause Tech and Krizz quickly murder your leader to set me free
And the police better watch they motherfuckin asses
Have the president saluting us, as we pass
Murdered by numbers, it's a mass craze
Wear a uniform, you be our slave
Rap you up in chains, and throw you in a shit house
Murderer's justice what we talkin about
How you want it? Air Jordan in your mouth, bitch
Cause I'll do you like they did him in Outswis
And I really hate the way they did him in Africa
And I'll burry you the way they did him in America
A motherfucker fuckin with my homefront
My murderers level or something, he don't want none
I just [?]
By the time she 15
She'll know how to put together and pop a motherfucker with an M16

[Chorus: Killa C]
We ain't never gon stop
Heads what we chop
Killin them from the top
Bring your downfall, downfall, drop

[Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko and Killa C]
Took a blue pill, you choose
Pull the head off, you feel how it feels to lose
If you really pull the lever, let go, you'll ooz
Singin to the fat cat, atack from you
Blast if you will, passin a new bill to take your cash
If you fail to go to jail, they gon take your ass
See myself a legend one day, strapped with a black mask
And a bullet proof vest,and a SKS, ready to blast
Shoot till it's my last
Blowin up your whitehouse, and your picket fences
Got your guards pickin up what's left of your apendiges
Silants me, never
Neck bones severed
I'll be a wikad killer till the end of forever
Then they fucking hate me, but they can't fucking break me
Whatever they do, it'll never fucking change me
What we're saying here, needed to be said
Cause we'd all be better off, if they were all dead

[Chorus: Killa C]
We ain't never gon stop
Heads what we chop
Killin them from the top
Bring your downfall, downfall, drop
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