CarlosRossiMC - In 4 Tha Kill (feat. Ace Killz)

Rossi from the Wyo, stay cold like cryo
Got bars like five fold, so tell me why foe
When he got the upper hand, he gon' make you understand
Hey homie, make them feel like they damned
Turn up the bass, I’m rollin’ my city
The King of dis shit, all my homies is wit me
Killin’ the flow, I’m beatin’ tha block up
Grabbin’ the mic, this game gettin’ locked up
Stopin’ and starin’, they always be hatin’
See me right here, now why is you waitin’
You wantin’ a shot, come and get your decision
Surgical spittin’, I make an incision
Suckas is sorry, you still wanna listen
Rossi is comin’, the man on a mission
I’m tired of fakin’, now look at the truth
I’m Superman when I come out the booth
I’m like a tiger, I pounce on you dude
You soft as a pillow, don’t mean to be rude
You sick of my shit, then make you a move
Up on the beat, you hear what it do
I’m always keepin’ it real, keepin’ it real, keepin’ it real
I always say what I feel, say what I feel, say what I feel
You wanna be talkin’ that shit, let’s see what the deal, see what the deal
Sick of you Sucka MC’s, Rossi is in for the kill, in for the kill
Rockin’ my streets when I’m bringin’ the beats
Can’t no one compete while your heartbeat increase
I’m keepin’ it jumpin’, now fool why you frontin’
Hearin’ my lyrical mind always gunnin’
Man it ain’t nothin’, ain’t keepin’ ‘em waitin’
You girls get it shakin’, the earth busy quakin’
Come from the dub, we tunrnin’ it up
Ridin’ wit me, then you knowin’ what’s up
Takin’ no shit homie, listen to this
Speak outta line, then zip up your lips
Stay high like the rockies, no law that can stop me
No blood and no foul, we can fight like it’s hockey
A stick to face, you been doin’ that shit
Call me the prez, you sorry ass bitch
Outta my lane, ‘less you wantin’ a thrill
Top of my game, in for the kill
I’m always keepin’ it real, keepin’ it real, keepin’ it real
I always say what I feel, say what I feel, say what I feel
You wanna be talkin’ that shit, let’s see what the deal, see what the deal
Sick of you Sucka MC’s, Rossi is in for the kill, in for the kill
Now haters keep hatin’ and fakers keep fakin’
I’m keepin’ the crowd wit they necks always breakin’
I come with the heat that they bang in the streets
Not needin’ the violence, that’s not why I speak
Lyrically kill 'em, I fill 'em with rhymes
Laser sharp focus, it’s top of the line
Now take or leave it, you better believe it
Rossi the realest, I know you can feel it
Hip hop my bitch, and this is our baby
Bassin’ and blastin’, it’s makin’ 'em crazy
Pullin’ no punches for you and your click
Stayin’ on top, don’t care who you wit
Sick of you people that think you my equal
You won’t have a sequel, my pen is too lethal
Not needin’ the steel, rhymes are too ill
You know what it is when I’m in for the kill
I’m always keepin’ it real, keepin’ it real, keepin’ it real
I always say what I feel, say what I feel, say what I feel
You wanna be talkin’ that shit, let’s see what the deal, see what the deal
Sick of u Sucka MC’s, Rossi is in for the kill, in for the kill
I’m always keepin’ it real, keepin’ it real, keepin’ it real (Rah)
I always say what I feel, say what I feel, say what I feel (Yeah)
You wanna be talkin’ that shit, let’s see what the deal, see what the deal (C'mon)
Sick of u Sucka MC’s, Rossi is in for the kill, in for the kill
Yo, Carlos Rossi, Ace Killz, this is the PreQuel, ugh, let's go

Written by:
Carlos Sanchez, Edwin Gonzalez II

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