Mommy, Daddy..
It's the Killa Beez! [bad word]  Suga Bang Bang (Blue Raspberry)]
You're no warrior, you can't bang like us (Killa Beeeeeez)
You're no warrior, you're now some haters (Killa Beeeeeez)
'Forever, forever'
[Interlude: U-God]
Yo, yo
Bring it high
Yo, yo
[U-God]
I was born with this magnet, worn by the +Dragnet+
I love my dirty habits, I've got to have it
The super-glow, +Duece Biggalo: Male Jiggalo+
Gold hands [bad word] cold hands of Michelobes
Style's the needle, black Benzino
Valentino, nine beetles, boys, evil steelo
Hit like the bull, more pull than Magnetos [bad word] the kilo with my bare-hand, reload and Eagle
Nine Dese' strikes, deadly for you people
Burn third degree, chemo', seap hole, see you through the peep-hole
In the crime lab, cuttin' g-notes
Cuttin' dime slabs then we backed up [bad word] through the crowd with a heat-hold
Slapshot, jackpot and pilo
Graffiti on the walls, throwin' up primo
Gambino, three dice, head crack, cee-los
In ya ear-hole, let the snare roll
Dolo, lower than low, lower than zero
Who's Your Rhymin' Heroes+
[Interlude: Blue Raspberry]
Killa Beeeeez! [bad word] 2X]
[RZA]
BZZZZ... you hear the hornet? You ducks don't want it
My darts blast turbo, supersonic
Head tall, [bad word] back like the sweat hog
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Bobby Digital, half man and half cyborg
Now Y City, home of the fly bitties
Wear high-healed shows and tatoos on side [bad word] Shorties swallow up the apple cider
Rhyme thought, a buck forty in a yellow spider
With the black interior, my Mac's superior
To your inferior gat, up in the cafeteria
I used to cut class and bang lunch tables
With four-finger rings and long chunky gold cables
Now I'm known to smack [bad word] machines, carry guillotines
Watch my bullets scream... {*imitating bullets flying*} and hit the target
You can't trace the path of ear from which is Charlotte [bad word] 2X]
[Interlude: Blue Raspberry]
Mommy..
It's the Killa Beez!
[Inspectah Deck]
It's the return of the bad boy, the mic Sean Penn
Floss gems 'cross the world with my nine swordsmen
At a speed that exceeds your convertable Benz
From a distance you glimpse through binocular lens
Stay hotter than an ex-con dodgin' the pen's
Killa squadron known to start a popular trend
And the emblem symbolize the wisdom, certifies the platinum
Magnify the stardom, shots bust at random
Wake you out your boredom, kings of our kingdom
Reppin' for my hoodlums, ghetto with the problems
Cuz yo, we step on toes
Bangin' heads, knockin' deep blue weapons at the po's
Flash quiz, do that [bad word] handle his biz?
I spin a song like Michael and Diana in the wiz
The rough [bad word]  I bust it for the republic
Dubbin' it, you ain't lovin' it, what you [bad word]  wit?
Manifesto, light it like a techno club
Outsider don't expect no love
Manuscript make the fans flip, don't chance it
Cop the goods while my hundred [bad word] rampid [bad word] 2X]
[Outro: Blue Raspberry
Mommy, it's the Killa Beez!