[Verse 1: Killer Mike]
You know the name
K-I-double-L-flow
Ask if I'm from the south
Yeah, hoe
Atlanta in particular
You know the capital of black America
Where we ball out and live it up
Ride rims so big cars look like trucks
We don't hug the block, we beat it up
The dro crusher, watch it burn like Usher
Make fight music like Bone Crusher
Place a cut on my G's abs
Pockets fat as 3's ass
Believe that
Swiss bank account flow, yours need cash
In the strip club daily, trap checking, you tipping
I'm collectin', rep for my section
Mike Render, Martin Luther King representer
Hand-cuffer, Mike might stick her
I don't simply make passes, I Mike Vick her

[Chorus: Killer Mike, Lil Fame & Billy Danze]
You push me, I push back (N***a)
Anybody Killa, I'm that (N***a)
Try me and get your wig pushed back (N***a)
Adamsville got my back (N***a)
You push me, I'mma push back (N***a)
Anybody Killa, I'm that (N***a)
Try me and get your wig pushed back (N***a)
Brownsville got my back
[Verse 2: Lil Fame]
Brooklyn n***a, La-fuckin-nam
My n***a you fuckin' with the M dot O dot P
MO please let 'em go
Clong Blam Clong Blam Clong Blam let 'em know
Put 'em up
I'll easily have your face lookin' like the front of one of them Cadillac trucks
It's the facesta, gangsta (?)
Hell-made fucka
With K-iday-id-I-L-L-A fucka
Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare
We get it on with heavy metal wore, yeah

[Verse 3: Billy Danze]
You in a sticky situation, homie
We're the OGs, rock back
The M.O.P.'s bomb back
The wild G's pop back
You landed in the 'ville
Adamsville, Brownsville
Where the automatic magnums drag a n***a down the hill
Where the cold blood run through a thug and tell him (Kill!)
And the thunderous sound of a nickel, pound, close the deal
(Bill!) The warrior type, holla at Mike
Any problems, n***a, book us a flight
(Laughter)
[Chorus: Killer Mike, Lil Fame & Billy Danze]
You push me, I push back (N***a)
Anybody Killa, I'm that (N***a)
Try me and get your wig pushed back (N***a)
Brownesville got my back (N***a)
You push me, I'mma push back (N***a)
Anybody Killa, I'm that (N***a)
Try me and get your wig pushed back (N***a)
Adamsville got my back

[Verse 4: Killer Mike]
This ain't rap, n***a, this here's a robbery
Killa Kill from the 'ville and the (Mash Out Posse!)
Life's a bitch, we all know her
That's why Mike hoes heat like a god damn flamethrower
Not a priest, but I'll put your ass closer to Jehovah
Rock hard as pure white and baking soda
Too deep in the game to change over
Bullet to the brain, leave stains in your Range Rover

[Verse 5: Lil Fame]
Game over, showed you I told ya
I will lay your ass down (down) and air your ass out (out)
Grind Time is official, homie I will lift you
With the stick we're plated in through (?) like gong gong
Son of a bitch, you (Gong gong)
Son of a bitch you, know what I'm into
I'm down to defend true with the evil that men do
Whoever you send through, n***a, it's on you like
(Laughter)
[Chorus: Killer Mike, Lil Fame & Billy Danze]
You push me, I push back (N***a)
Anybody Killa, I'm that (N***a)
Try me and get your wig pushed back (N***a)
Adamsville got my back (N***a)
You push me, I'mma push back (N***a)
Anybody Killa, I'm that (N***a)
Try me and get your wig pushed back (N***a)
Brownsville got my back

[Outro: Killer Mike]
Grind time gorilla gang, click click bang (blap!)
Mash Out Posse, n***a (8 time)
Brooklyn (Brook love), Adamsville (Adamsville)
I'm from crimi-nal do or die, motherfucker, I will ride
Yuh!