Artist: Killer Mike 
Album:  R.A.P. Music
Song:   Go!
Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com

[Killer Mike]
Yeah! Still Killa Kill from the Ville
wit a flow so cold, it'll froze ya nose
Somethin like the blow did back in the 90s' 
when I sold to the geeked-out hoes
Must be the reason why my flow so dope
Not dope meanin coke, but dope meanin dope
What's that, Killer? Y'all niggaz don't know?
So, school's in session, let's go
Dope shit get you 75 a brick, that bullshit, coke just get you twenty-fo'
Like my nigga told y'all niggaz back in '96 the difference 'tween a 4.0
and a 4.6 and you on my dick -- PAUSE
Get up off the Polo draws, y'all 
ain't seen a rapper go this +Cold 187+ since Above the Law, okay?
+Nigga Witta Attitude+ like Eazy, Ren, Dre, and a young O'Shea, okay? 
FUCK that punk-ass Glock he got on the block, I'ma hit 'em with a K, okay?
Have the nigga singin like Michel'le, have the nigga missin like J.J. Fad
Beat a nigga dead like J.J. dad, damn damn James~! Why you make me mad?
Shit, got-damn! I go ham, I go off, the gun go blam
I go in, I go hard, I go stupid, oh my God
Shumma-luma-duma-luma-shumma-luma-duma-luma, even when I ain't sayin shit
Got AK word play, Mike put a pause on ya life, just like a comma, BITCH!!!

[Killer Mike]
Let e'ryone know that bad guy's back (back)
and he got a gun that is dressed in black (black)
Terrorist flow and I'm ready to attack (tack)
+Bombs Over Baghdad+ 'gainst Iraq {RAQ}
and Iran, and I am
the motherfuckin man with the motherfuckin plan
Sittin with the strap in my motherfuckin lap
I put the shit to yo' muh'fuckin naps
.38 snub to ya na'-ass dome
I can getcha straight like a pressing comb
I go ape, straight King Kong
Y'all monkey-ass niggaz betta leave me alone
I'm a gorilla, so I go realla
Spit hot fire, retro Godzilla
Homicide maniac, braniac
Sippin on the pint of 'Gnac, in a Cadillac - I'm Killer
(Killer, Killer, KILLER, KILLER, KILLer, killer....) ...I did
These many shows in these many days
Had these many bricks, got these many paid
That's 1.2 in these many ways
Indeed I say, the opposite of livin in need, I say
It's greed, they say, I say no way
Folk get money, stack yo' hunnids
Aight, okay? (Okay, kay, KAY, KAY) GO~!