Cover art for Don’t Fu[n]k Up Our Beats 2012 by Tierre Diaz

Don’t Fu[n]k Up Our Beats 2012

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Don’t Fu[n]k Up Our Beats 2012 Lyrics

Now check this, im grabbin the comp where the chest is
Rippin out the heart, and im rippin it apart and im leavin the scene all messy
Cause depression when I step in, displaying my deadly weapon
Don't start testin, yall infected, I'mma show you who the best is!
Its K-I-L-L-A , wortown great , yea the Mass I lay
Tell me what you want, yea the pump or the K, you'll decay anyway
So what the fuck is there to debate?
Im the finest in this central, tell your dime to swing that mental
Its decided, I'm your highness, when im writing, with this pencil
Its Killa T, yea yall know me, Mr.Killa Instinct yea the same ol G
Had a lil beef here but it ain't no thing, now we on a Killspree and the llama go BANG!
On the mic shit, you so indecisive, Killa T make the muhfuckin mic flip
That Hype shit that might just start fightin, you call me wortown Mic Tyson
Bit ya ear, n ignite the fear, rappin all up on the beat, i dont like to share
Im greedy so feed me the beats, beasting these weaklings with ease
All black everything , call me the elite (xbox)
I'mma beast on these beats, i have yet felt defeat but....
Theres a first time for everything right? i got my venom its tight
And when you hear it you gon fear it all....
This the beginning of the end of your life, dont walk up into the light
Cuz when you do you will begin to fall.....
I'll do the opposite of what the contest said
Cuz I'mma fuck this beat up, til its damn near dead
All you faggots thinking different , then your actions mislead
Cuz yall been sliding on my dick like its a christmas sled
Definition of duplicity , you niggas must be kiddin me
I don't really think you niggas wanna see a muthafucka bang cuz i show no sympathy
To nobody, you so sloppy, your whole posse, is so cocky , but dont knock me
I'm chilling wit yo bittie, suckin tittie, but you get no "nanii"
...its not my fault, Killa T all over yo iPod
5 foot 6, can't dunk for shit, but what!? yall ain't know i ball?
Oh i thought, that it didn't get better than you
Making competitors lose, got nuttin better to do (HA)
Whattup world, its Killa the fuckin lunatic
Too legit, for the foolishness, that you eqiup
Who is this, bout to take over the music bizz?
Still running with hooligans, ruling shit , with the mov-e-ment
TOP, we presuing it moving niggas like you in it (U-N-IT's) UNITS
Nervouness showing, you sweatin like Patrick Ewing did
I move the bricks, i ain't talkin bout yay
Im talkin bout craig and debo... comin at yo face BLOAH!

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