Killa Kyleon
99 Problems
(*talking*)
Yeah, the only problems these hoe ass n***as got
Is that I keep killing em, run it
Ladies and gentlemen, I wanna welcome you to the hood
And just to let you motherfuckers know, what's that
I got 99 problems, and a rap ain't one
If you having rap problems, I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, and a rap ain't one n***a
Killa, ha-ha Killa run it, hey-hey

[Kyleon]
Keep thinking shit's sweet, like a Cracker Jack
I pack a Mack, that'll smoke you like a pack of vlacks
I'm getting money, like them n***as getting taxes back
My chain stay full of them thangs, that's in back of that
That's diamonds n***a, Killa shining n***a
While you bitches, steady whining n***a
I'm in that 6-45, seats reclining n***a
I was at the bottom, but look now I'm climbing n***a
I paid my dues, so this perfect timing n***a
Plus I'm the best, do I have to remind you n***as
My flow's digital, but n***as still ain't getting the picture
I'm God with the flow my n***a, let me spit you a scripture
From Genesis, the revelation
My flow adapts to any situation, stay on that mind like that chick you chasing
I'm a gangsta n***a, get it through your head
'Fore I start busting bullets, and you get it through your head n***a

[Hook - 2x]
99 problems, and a rap ain't one
If you having rap problems, I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, and a rap ain't one n***a

[Kyleon]
Back in the day, not too long ago
A n***a like myself, had to prolong the flow
Upgrade my style, to a stronger flow
Now weak rap is some'ing, I no longer know
Ask Troy who the hardest, then you'll see
It's only two good n***as, Slim then me
We created, a monopoly
He been running shit, and plus it ain't no stopping me
So think again hater, why you keep watching me
Cause a bullet is the only thing, that's dropping me
Not the labels, cause they know that I'm dope
And they aware of all these other n***as, hits that I broke
So get a noose, if you think I'm gon choke
But it's not finna happen, if that's what you hope
Cause I'm finna blow, like a piece of C4
Ah fuck it, go on cut off the beat C-Mo, Killa