[Intro: Mic Beatz]
This is kill rap...
This is kill rap...
This is kill rap
Kill, kill, kill, kill rap
Kill, kill, kill, kill rap

[Chorus: Mic Beatz]
This is kill rap, where we kill cats, real rap
Each verse is a steel gat, feel that
Every bar is a bullet when we peel back
This is kill rap, this is kill rap...
2x

[Verse 1: Mic Beatz]
Ayo, listen here, when I spit, it's like I always got the pistol near
Cause when I hit, it make them disappear
My 1-6 really 1-8-7
They could go to hell, I don't think they're gon' make heaven...
Nah, even in them battle rhymes, they're amateur
64 bars, a Valentine's Day massacre...
Mad bullet holes claimin your brains kid
And hit you with the mic until I cave all your brains in
This is real rap, and I'm a real rapper
Make you shit your pants and eat it, Fear Factor
This is torture rap, I make more stacks
Leavin ransom notes underneath your doormats
Like: "Leave the money here and yo, I won't kill him..."
Then I spit a verse at him, leave his throat spillin
With all the rhymes I write, it's a real fact
That if I write anymore, I'mma kill rap...
[Chorus: Mic Beatz]

[verse 2: Jadakiss]
This is kill rap, I've been the best, and I'm still that
**Muah** Fuck the politics, where's your skills at?
You ain't touchin the people, so they don't feel that
Movin too much of that Diesel? These n***as will rat
Out in the field rattin only makes you a field rat
If you ain't gonna let it go, then, you better conceal that
Date of birth, date of death, I'm keepin real stats
I ain't just talkin to be talkin, I'm speakin real facts
5-0 could be right there, n***as'll still clap
Where the liquor? Where the weed? Where the pills at?
Big knots in every pocket, yeah, they're still fat
Honey wanna give me the pussy, I'mma drill that
As long as the money's incomin, I'mma still stack
I just hope they don't kill you before you write your will, black
No security, cause I still pack
I know we live, n***a, but, this is kill rap...

[Chorus: Mic Beatz]

[Outro: Mic Beatz]
This is kill rap!