Joey BADA$$ - Killuminati (feat. Capital STEEZ) Lyrics
[Verse 1:JOEY BADA$$]I'm a beast with these flows2 birds one stone, you get geese when trees rollThey say I'm evil cause I trained my eagle to see goldSee, no seagulls couldn't see these goalsPlease, it's the return of the beast coastNo cash, flash put the cheese still make teeth showThe cold needle, is how you move on a strip, you tryna be Vito?, well there's rules to this shitDon't get clapped, y'all ain't real spitters, y'all lips chappedBetter watch the Mr. Nicewatch, don't risk/wrist thatI got a 6 pack of bear/bare skill that I spill like thatAnd everybody know (THAT SHIT CRAY!)Ya'll niggas soft-spoken, down below tokenThe type to drop the soap when you soakin' in front of most menIt makes sense you want beef with this frozenIt nuts for new school, in the tool, ya' kid hold himBetter shoot yourself Plaxico, because I'm next to goThe Progressive flows from New York to New MexicoA lyrical Spanish, with a dance that's demandin'Step into my box and that's exactly what'chu standin'Ain't no half steppin' 'round meAnd you gotta drown a fish before you clown meThat young cop killer, I'm dat ill, so doc' will yaGive me two shots for 2Pac killer[Verse 2:Capital STEEZ]Soul searchin' 'till my flows are perfectI ain't tryna be a slave from overworkin'Sorry BADA$$ , you lucky that I peeped the secondTell them niggas keep it steppin' with they beat selectionCheck the melody, it's so heavenlyThat shit'll get your hips to move no 70'sAll the Opium, can I bust soliloquiesGot that shit mix and mastered both remediesGrab a spoonful, stirrin' up a potAnd you know we gotta serve it while it's hotI'm flowin' like a volcano, drippin' verses while drippin' verses off the topDirty cops still swervin' on the blockLookin' for black kids, that spittin' up acidIt's in my jeans/genes ,don't worry where my pants isGet with the script it's that ignorant shitAnd they bound to get sick off of this quickBut I sealin' my lips, it's a shiftI know you feel it manWe blowin' up like a ceiling fanDroppin' off jewels like Killa Cam's manWhen it comes to kickin' verses I'm Mr. Van DammeCrushin' strawberries it's a jamSo throw both hands if you canIronic how I'm killin' this shitUntil they bury me, my volume is going in depth with longevity
