Released on July 27, 2010

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[Chorus: sample]

All around the world today, the kilo is a measure

A kilo is a thousand grams, easy to remember

A kilo is a thousand, pretend you remember

When we measure kilograms, we say weight is common usage


[Intro: Pusha T - over Chorus]

Yo Joe, what up?

It's ya neighbourhood Pusha

See my man, my man May May locked up for like 25 years

He in the Feds right now, right

He said he locked up with this old Spanish man

And they was sitting down watching TV

And you popped up on the screen

The man said, "hey, what's Joey doing on TV?"

He didn't even know you rap, haha

[Verse 1: Pusha T & No Malice]

K-I-L-O, the king saying hello

From my Sugar Hill Ray Nathan he's Romello

I plays it like a cello, I pull them strings

To make them scales teeter totter like balance beams

It's everything it seems, the guns and the glamour

The re-compressed birds broked down with sledgehammers

Smile candid camera, goddess in zoom lenses

Unclaimed taxes, sitting in new Benzes

Champagne drenches, the loafers of bosses

Lord forgive me, it's blood diamonds in these crosses

Suffered major losses to repeat the past

Guess I never learned, a hard head makes a soft ass

Ugh, and soft white makes for hard cash

And Continental GT's with the soft rag

Like soft batch, cookies out the oven

Getting 13 at a time, now that's a baker's dozen


[Chorus: sample]

All around the world today, the kilo is a measure

A kilo is a thousand grams, easy to remember

A kilo is a thousand, pretend you remember

When we measure kilograms, we say weight is common usage


[Verse 2: Fat Joe]

It's Coca baby

Krills mania, BX, TS nigga!

Ayo, it's blood on the cocaine, a scene out of Psycho

Dope so pure, fiends cling to the light pole

Wet purer than holy water, your wife know

And she ain't gotta fly to Columbia for that lipo... (Darkside)

Cut keys like a locksmith

Blasphemy, but it feels like it's God's gift

One sniff'll have you kneel down and praise me

Nodding out, holding onto your babies

A new connect means a few more dreams

Now watch a nigga flood the streets like New Orleans (get it?)

Blow like trumpets, snorting on the second line

Fucking with that white bitch'll have you on the borderline

Penthouse in the city got the scenic view

And maybe you can fuck Madonna like you Peter Shue

Snowcaps dripping off rock mountains

Crack in Wonderland got coke dripping out the fountains


[Chorus: sample]

All around the world today, the kilo is a measure

A kilo is a thousand grams, easy to remember

A kilo is a thousand, pretend you remember

When we measure kilograms, we say weight is common usage


[Verse 3: Cam'ron]

Okay baby, got you Crack, Killa!

I said a kilo is a thousand grams, but can you remember?

Check my agenda, snow like December

Coke, I'm a emperor, go head and taste it, numb up your dentures

Moving in renters, probably a sentra

No I won't serve you, don't mean to offend ya, 'fend ya

Roundtable, glass up, all hail us

Toast the life, one they told me will fail us

We prevail from the corner, now tailors

Still got wet, they on water like a sailor

Me and Cook Coke (Cook Coke), cook coke (cook coke)

No fracture, but damn you look broke

Know my pedigree ready is what you better be

(Better be) put two holes in yo' ass like the letter B

My parameter homie is where you need to be

Gambler? Nah, Janitor, I keep the keys... Killa!


[Chorus: sample]

All around the world today, the kilo is a measure

A kilo is a thousand grams, easy to remember

A kilo is a thousand, pretend you remember

When we measure kilograms, we say weight is common usage