
Bad Meets Killa ft. Royce Da 5'9" Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
Nickle Nine
My boy Tierre Diaz, Ay my G
Don't you hate when mothafuckas
They act like they don't like evolution
They act like they don't wanna see a nigga grow
They be like "yo Tierre why don't you just do that shit you use to do?"
Heard you want that Overkill
Hova feel, with the motor skills
Bones could chill, frigid flow
Harlem Shakers shoulders still
Frozen in place, you know imma GOAT in this state
And every other , plenty covered, I'm going to Logan today
Hoping and praying , you cope with this slaying
I'm focused and laying vocals down with the GOAT
You know I'm soaking the game in
I wrote this in layman's so comprehend it
Fictious bitches copying it
Most niggas with the poppin image
Tend to pen them sloppy writtens
(KILL EM) Its a high percentage
Mass Appeal was my beginning
Killa's World was my reveal and
It's obvious that I've been getting
Hungry for more hobbyist
Yes , I became a God with this shit
Lobbying for my resistance
Don't risk it bitch I'm relentless
Pick anybody I'm ready to body
Definitive line to the last inning
Independent with a passionate knack to surpass my last sentence
You bad pitching, I'm bat flipping
Dug out got some bad tempers
And start rushing like its last minute
You know we back (You know we back)
Can't hold me back (Can't hold me back)
They want the old us, the old me, the OD
I know what you want
Killa Killa, Bad Bad
Killa Killa, Bad Bad
Killa Killa, Bad Bad
Killa Killa, Bad Bad
They say they want the old us , the old me, the OD
Be careful what you ask for
Lyrics are never the point of contention when shit is considered boom bap
Niggas seriously want Nickle who made boom bap?
It ain't like I done grown too fast
How many raps I gave you high on chrone in a rhinestone du rag?
I stop talking awesome you drop me, say I ain't growing
Therefore I'm sauce walking you stop me but I ain't going
Fell out with every team my allegiance is to my health
Longevity is all I'm competing with is myself
What in the fuck would you say if lets say I role switched
And they wanted the old you , you say "play my old shit"
Same way that I do
The flank steak is wagyu
You can mind the artist but you cant change the module
These anecdotal sayings are forever dangerous
They tell the artist stay the same for your entertainment
Pay your dues with transparency and mail the payment
You know who's guaranteed to lose?
He who never changes
You know we back (You know we back)
Can't hold me back (Can't hold me back)
They want the old us, the old me, the OD
I know what you want
Killa Killa, Bad Bad
Killa Killa, Bad Bad
Killa Killa, Bad Bad
Killa Killa, Bad Bad
They say they want the old us , the old me, the OD
Be careful what you ask for
I'm more than ready to swarm on the ordinary
The more who step up with shovels the more to bury
We can simplify it and still send them flying
I'm getting sicker with time with every tick we climbing
Elevating going up like its noon time
Crew size dwindling , niggas switching like futons
I pause the conscious to launce the monster and cause some problems
Ndamukong stomp em, Im' violent with the commas patna
Been progressing with every blessing but yet
People requesting that Killa T arise from the dead
But he never left, you so-so but I'm fresh to def
Get your man out of here and do prepare your best
Killa T and Bad back
Motor City Mass Rap
Know that we need hazmat's bloodying the track yeah
It's 508 and 5'9 in our bag dog
Slash on the track raw
Careful what you ask for
You know we back (You know we back)
Can't hold me back (Can't hold me back)
They want the old us, the old me, the OD
I know what you want
Killa Killa, Bad Bad
Killa Killa, Bad Bad
Killa Killa, Bad Bad
Killa Killa, Bad Bad
They say they want the old us , the old me, the OD
Be careful what you ask for
And that's how I feel my nigga
Motherfuckas always asking for shit
Like we work for them
I always say yo we are not employees of the people
Were employees of the art form
But do be careful cause you just may get it like Burger King, Ya Heard!?
Royce Da 5'9"
Tierre Diaz , my guy
Love and respect , Yeah
You asked for it