Let me see, when you talk when you talk into that 
Uh huh? 
That thing right there 
Um hmm. 
It makes your voice come out 
Ohh. 
They can hear it in there 
A Ohhh! 
Hee Hee Hee Hee 

You are now witnessing the collaborative effort of Buford Highway's finest; Brooks Buford. My main man, Warner Robbins own Danny Boone. And me, I'm Killa kill from Atlasville, better known as Killa Mike. Ha ha. This's how we bring it. Heard? 
I'm wild up in school, act a fool 
it's over, I hate you Brooks, you suck. Cool 
my DJs name Detail he's neat 
your ass get beat all down the street 
if you can't move to this then you ain't got feet 
Ain't nobody that can pull it the way that I be bringin' it raw 
stingin' it, singin' and rippin' your jaw 
and bustin' rhymes all of the time follow the leader 
be the MC if you ever try to get with the B-double O-N-E, uh 
You talk about it, say what 
the way we live it, yeah 
you walk around it, say what 
'cause Rehab give it, yeah 
we're in the sky, say what 
a mile high, yeah 
flying the winds like a falcon and you ain't that fly 
don't sing it bring it, don't front it run it 
and don't be scared this is just what you wanted 
and you have all woke up the giant 
his name is Truth and he's crushin' all your lyin' 
Yeah, I'm rollin' through the halls, one word...balls 
I'm handling business, power lunches, conference calls 
pulled up on the go-ped, sittin' on chrome three's 
I smell disease, knockin' out MCs 
my rhymes be jumpin' out bushes and trees 
Hey, how in the hell are you doing out there in radio land? 
this is Danny Boone many moons ago I started rippin' the microphone 
and been doin' it ever since makin' mince meat of MCs that can't get with this 
don't cross fence 
You talk about it, say what 
the way we live it, yeah 
you walk around it, say what 
'cause Rehab give it, yeah 
we're in the sky, say what 
a mile high, yeah 
flying the winds like a falcon and you ain't that fly 
don't sing it bring it, don't front it run it 
and don't be scared this is just what you wanted 
and you have all woke up the giant 
his name is Truth and he's crushin' all your lyin' 
One two, one two...it's murder 
I'm thirteen, smokin' green 
in a stolen Chevelle with the gangsta lean 
dippin through the swas, cook jelly beans 
crunk enough to be on methanphedemines 
got a girl, sixteen, I'm court teens 
so fresh so clean in my creased jeans 
silk shirt, three finger ring gleeming 
with a fifth of Jim Beam, I'm an A-town king 
Hey, you just a hop, skip and a jump 
from gettin' dropped in a d'emptsy dumpster 
punk, you can not even handle the truth 
so I bring it to you 'cause I know you have nothing to bring at me 
I, I, I... 
You talk about it, say what 
the way we live it, yeah 
you walk around it, say what 
'cause Rehab give it, yeah 
we're in the sky, say what 
a mile high, yeah 
flying the winds like a falcon and you ain't that fly 
don't sing it bring it, don't front it run it 
and don't be scared this is just what you wanted 
and you have all woke up the giant 
his name is Truth and he's crushin' all your lyin' 
You talk about it, say what 
the way we live it, yeah 
you walk around it, say what 
'cause Rehab give it, yeah 
we're in the sky, say what 
a mile high, yeah 
flying the winds like a falcon and you ain't that fly 
don't sing it bring it, don't front it run it 
and don't be scared this is just what you wanted 
and you have all woke up the giant 
his name is Truth and he's crushin' all your lyin' 
All good. Goodbye.