Overkill - Intellectual

[Intro]

(F-F-F-Forgiato)

(Savage made this shit, pussy)

PMO business, we slidin' for real

STK, we slide to kill

It ain't smoke if you hide for real, walk 'em down, open his mind for real

Backdoor, backdoor, you'll get slimed for real

Jump out gang, hop out wit' steel

Niggas be sayin' they real but ain't real, niggas be sayin' they real but they ain't

.762's get to flyin' for real, you better duck or I'm tapping your brain

None of these niggas be hard to find, I spun on them blocks and I left them in flames

Big ass chop, it's like "plttt", yea it be throwin' out paint

He said it was smoke, so we walkеd him down, now that lil' nigga extinct (Uhh)

These niggas ho's, I don't want smokе, I let them think what they think, uh

Try to walk down? Get hit wit' a AR, it take ya' life in a blink, uh

Overkill, overkill, I'mma stand over him and I'm gon' leave that boy stinkin', uh

Nigga I came up from nun', I ran up them racks, now a nigga be tweakin'

We bend on ya' block with these dracs, hop out that car and we get to tweakin'

Uh, I just been thinkin' bout M's on M's on M's to spend at Neiman's

When I go to sleep, I dream about kills, lately I been fighting demons

Uh, he said it was beef with me, so I hopped out that V and I left that boy vegan

Uh, I swing that door and hop out with a "fttt", I just came to fuck up the weekend

Double D's under the ARP, only one job, been slidin' all weekend

Uh, no he don't really want smoke with me, I know some niggas who suit up like deacons

Uh, I run that boy down, mask on, nigga thought I was a tiki

Uh, pourin' up yellow, selling these birds, nigga I feel like I'm tweety, uh

I feel like MJ when I moonwalked on his block with my Glock with the 50, uh