Should hand me da throne/ got my hands on da chrome
bring ya boys, bring ya toys Im a stand on my own
shells slam to ya dome den you land on da stones
Im a laugh while i blast and dismantle ya home/
the source of my pain/ no fortune or fame
but im scorchin da game like a torch or a flame
so long as im here im a torture da game/
i dont care we can battle you can bring men
Im killah poet son Im dirtier than Pig Pen/
best on the mic look Im blessed on the mic
now a days there' alot less of my type
its a mess when they write but you let in the hype
battle me and you'll be regrettin the fight
best with a pen and im great off da top/
Im white yeah ya right but da hates gotta stop
my tapes gotta drop just listen and you'll know it
number one on the charts gonna be Killah Poet

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Play friends witcha fam den hitcha captain
shells touched more kids than mister jackson