KK (2nd II None) - Murda 1 Case lyrics

[patois chatta that can't be made out for 10 seconds] Watch it! WAR-NING! Aiyy-yo, aiyy-yo, aiyy-yo, aiyy-yo! [more chatta talk] [KK] I had to figure out a way to touch 'em Expose the money and hoes had to rush 'em Six by nine Pioneers up in my Cutla** So I can bump N.W.A., and my tape - f** it! Gots to work to add to my little paper Need a boost, so I gots to pull me some capers Circulate the dollar pull a broad I ain't the type to drape her She roll and she real - if not, I got to shake her Or turn her mind to the next page (face) Face fears f**, drama let's get paid (paid) Business first, then we'll crack a spot so we can play In the cut somewhere with some drink out the way Now KK is the name, no actin just mackin Without runnin some game, together we can stack it Y'all n***as f**in with the original raspy Haters talk sh** and they split; Not knowin that they rolled right past me [chatta Hook] [DJ Quik] I ain't nervous - I'm lookin for plot for a debt that's overdue Hangin out the window of the rental, we dumpin over you We do walk-bys, skip-bys, bicycle-bys Waterhose-douse-bys, bush-in-front-ya-house-bys (yes) Bein a rider is more than sound effects With wires wrapped 'round ya neck, you know the sound that's next! {*gagging*} With a twist snap you fall We duct-tapin your wrists, ankles, laps and all We love that 'Goodfellas', 'Scarface', all that mafia stuff But a few volumes of 'Faces of d**h' get you coppin it tough Look at the autopsy, where fly-swatters got mashed for miles Writin checks that they insides couldn't cash! (ewww) Like raw steak, them vital organs they soft Pharoahe Monch and K, like chrome they popped off Chunky to wicked, and me yeah Quik did it The murder, the mayhem, like 40 we Sic'Wid'It! [chatta Hook] [Pharoahe Monch] What the f** do we have here? Pharoahe Monch, let's make one thing clear Forget the tiger, I admire the eye of the bull Spit it for the critics and the undesirables Quik beats bang like street gangs in inner city I Bang- like -ladesh, plus bang like sh** ain't sh**ty sh**ty, sell fake Gucci bags on eBay So advanced when I rhyme that you need time de-lay These three and up company like Jack Tripper To get in Depp like Johnny but not Jack the Ripper Tripped ya, the slumpture slasher Will rupture yout whole team and abduct your church pastor You know you gotta get it from the incredible mastermind With disastrous raps hard to find or follow The motto - DJ Quik sh** Hit mo' frequently than quick-pick lotto [chatta Hook]