Killah lyrics by blackfacenaija Written by Ahmedu Augustine Intro Say man a killah… Black Michael Jackson thriller Kill dem for realla Murder demmmm Chorus/ Say man ah killah Black Michael Jackson man ah thriller Fans want me in aso villa They say my music them dey feel am Pon the microphone me ah iller Melody cure the girl dem fever Gat no time for haters see you latter Na who come dey say dey run the area??... When na .. Me wey dey nice up the party Na me wey dey nice up the show Na me wey dey nice up the party Number1 deejay incase you never know 2ice.. Verse1 Me na cool say me hotter than them Music we dey play for them street na anthem They want me spot but me shoe no size dem Dem ah size 2 blackman ah size 10 And the industry ah pack up with some wanna bes Boy whiskey try steal me melody But them copycat na gat me energy Me burn them and send them to the cemetery Tell them copycats them playing with fire Tell dem be original or them better retire Because… My fellas no go hesitate to fire Run dem down..marsh up dem empire Chorus…/ Verse2 Anywhere me go the girls ah rush me like a hot bread Hot bread..hot bread.. Fresh from the bakery ah me ah most wanted Most wanted… Sound boy killah killah killah with a bad attitude Killah killah killah killah comontapetu? Killah killah killah blackface wey dem call me catch me at the vip chilling with my crew eh Gunshutter fee the don dada Me go send them puppa bomb letter Ah me ah the king ah me ah the pacesetter Na who wan try fire burn satan.. Chorus/ Verse3 You want test catch a bullet through your chest Six feet below your folks go lay you to rest..ahh Me lyrics give them cardiac arrest North south east and west them say me ah the best..ah They say my music make dem dance e oh Mama and papa and pickin e oh Said dem heard me on the radio Through the speakers melody ah passing through They say my music put them in a marathon Me still burning kaya still burning Babylon..ah Fire burn dem all night long Pay the djs to na play my song They cant hold me down Me still live like a wire Am talking to una copycats make unu ajuwire Cos..if unu copy me Me end unu destiny Listen my music no copy me nah nah Chorus/ Take this as a warning Bomboclat I done dey tell you no dey copy my tunes Heh..omo But with my guns men you go see me very soon And am ma..clap clap..burst you burst you Clap clap burst you burst you Danger.. Say me guilty of the crime Me murder dem Put them name on the obituary coloum Look for them in the cemetery my lord Till fades… All rights reserved LHE 2016
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