Grid Iron Rap

I silver surf the city circuits forever lurkin' on the street surface

I spit blood for blood verses

Grands man divided, we still stand, conquer land

One man'll body slam

Def JamFocus your headcam zoom in, with radio tune in

I know you're listenin', so

I keep showin' and provin'

Play the sideline, waitin' for the right time to take mine

Street crime, nickel and dime rhyme

Fuck a peace talk let the gun spark, on the streets of

New YorkI

Shaolin Strut through the city asphault(Fed up)

Hold your head up,

I'm circlin' the block, keep your eyes up

Wise up, before you get sized up(Tied up)

Play no games, speakin' on my name

You catch a clipful from close range

Diggin' in your pocket

Take the loose change

Punch the data in your mainframe, you want it all

I want the same thang, strive to maintain, live out my name

Hard to obtain, hard to explain, ain't nuttin' changed

Leave the same way

I came, bringin' motherfuckin' pain

Killa Hill

Projects, high tech street intellect

Let's connect, blow your headset, fuck a mic check

Ring around the underground, pocket full of sound

Ashes to ashes, y'all niggaz goin' down

Yo, eat shit and die slow, battle ground no survival

You goin, down, y'all niggaz fuck around

Shittin' where you sleepin', so my rhyme proposal

Came indecent, beef from the butcher sink your teeth in

Fuck what you believe in, you real fake

Fishin' in the same lake

Eatin' off the same cake

You blowface

Who got that ready cooked, synthetic look, actin' crook

Betty shook worm, tryin' to shake the hook

As the world turn nigga burn

Once again the supersperm

Rub it in your skin, like it's

LubridermTime took to write this

The war will be fought by the righteous

Who stand criticized, by his un-

A alikeness

Knowledge is the jewel, and it's priceless

Real like them

Rahway Lifers

Nuttin' but time on my hands

Observe the black sands in the hourglass

Fallin' fast in this savage land

Haulin' ass, days of thunder

It's road rad, your days are numbered

What RZA put together, let no man tear asunder(Motherfucker)

This is P

L O, killa hill flow, but you don't hear me though

Live in stereo, pump it loud until your speaker blow

Ghettio slang pro, sling rap to cashflow

Keep it live from the intro until the outro

Killa Hill

Projects, high tech street intellect

Let's connect, blow your headset, fuck a mic check

Ring around the underground, pocket full of sound

Ashes to ashes, y'all niggaz goin' down

I'm on a suicide run, y'all niggaz know the outcome

Razor sharp tongue leave scars in your eardrum

Forty five bar seminar ghetto rap star

Slide like water rats through the

Staten Resevoir

Swingin' swords cut your mic cords, snatch your rap awards

Commercial cats, fuckin' up the game, that's why

I crash boards

Drape floors while you

Jordan, keep on tryin' yours

Hardcore somethin' that my street niggaz is dyin' for

Snap your neck and the dopefiend,

Gobol 13Professionals we know things, say no more

Check my dogs at the resevoir

Gourmet special of the day is nigga

SoufleePusher gotta pay and the games people play

John Jay back around the way

Fish Filet

Mr. DJ, turn it up a notch hit the replay

For dirt bomb niggaz in the

P JTo cling on, bring on the good times

To key on hook rhymes, that's beyond your thinkin'

For eons I been here, to shine on the black mind

Tell you like the last time, year of the grimy nigga

Ragtime, bad sign, flatline