Killer Mike

"Blockbuster Night, Pt. 1"

[Verse 1: Killer Mike]
Bunches and bunches, punches is thrown until you’re frontless
Oodles and oodles, bang bullets at suckers' noodles
Last album? Voodoo! Proved that we was f**kin' brutal
I’m talking crazy, half past the clock is cuckoo
You rappers doodoo, baby sh*t, just basic boo boo
I’m Shaka Zulu, Mansa Musa, my money's beaucoup
My beats is bangin’, f**k what you rappin, who produced you?
I slapped the snot, take what ya got and Run The Jewels you

[Verse 2: El-P]
You itsy bitsy, furry frightened and frickin' sickly
A little prickly, d**k on display for winter swimming

Look at these kiddies, Mike, I'mma rat-a-tat 'em for living
I deal in dirty work; do the deed and then dash—ditch 'em
I'd lend a hand but it's stuck in a fist and gun position
We run a brand where destruction's the number one commitment
It’s all a joke between mom contractions and coffin fittings
So we disappear into smoke like we're f**king magicians

[Verse 3: Killer Mike & (El-P)]
No hocus pocus, you simple suckers been served a notice
Top of the morning, my fist to your face is f**king Folgers
(We might be giants, standing on little dandy shoulders)
You punks is pu**y, proverbial pansy panty holders
I Jake the Snake ‘em, DDT ‘em in mausoleums
Macabre massacres killing c**ts in my coliseum

(They all actors, giving top in back of a BM
I’d fall back if the casting calls are ending in semen)
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