Ain’t No Love Freestyle lyrics

by

Killer Mike



[Intro: DJ Sense & Killer Mike]
Shouts out Texas, man (Trendsetter)
This called The Killer
Trendsetter Sense, Killer Mike
Bringin' you that Gangsta Grillz freestyle
My n*gga Drama (Trendsetter), Cannon
All the Affiliates crew, man
Jamont, Mox, JC (Trendsetter)
Let's get it (Gangsta Grizzillz)
You don't think I hear about what you n*ggas speak about
The truth is like water, motherf*cker, it stay leakin' out (Yeah)
Watch who you be talkin' 'bout, 'less blood be leakin' out (Gangsta Grizzillz)
Let me explain to you lames what I be about
Once again, it's The Killer, man, Trendsetter Sense
Affiliates
Killer, let 'em know

[Verse 1: Killer Mike & DJ Sense]
You don't think I hear about what you n*ggas speak about
The truth is like water, motherf*cker, it stay leakin' out (Yeah)
Watch who you be talkin' 'bout, 'less blood be leakin' out (Cannon)
Let me explain to you lames what I be about
My pedigree is that of one who sold crack
When n*ggas wore silk shirts, Jordache, and drove 'Lacs
Allow me to date mine so you will respect mine
Talkin' 'bout '87, '88, 8-9
My Filas tied tight, think I'm lame? Take mine
Guarantee your b*tch ass will take 9
Y'all n*ggas rap good, y'all n*ggas rap hood
Never seen you n*ggas unwrappin' crack in the hood
Never seen you n*ggas sippin' Cisco in Charles' Disco
Talkin' hard, soundin' real b*tch, though
Never seen you in that Marco's Disco
Ask your older brother 'bout me, I OG
[Interlude: Killer Mike]
Ayy, Drama, the drama's officially on, man
It's a lot of n*ggas been jumpin' on your tape lyin' like a motherf*cker
I'm me, n*gga, I'm Killer Mike, motherf*cker
I'm that n*gga that was rentin' out, n*gga
Holla at me, n*gga
Jellybeans, n*gga
Graffitis and Six Flags, motherf*cker
Charles' Disco, n*gga
The Silver Fox, n*gga
I'm talkin' 'bout everything in front of the 55 now
I'm grown, n*gga

[Verse 2: Killer Mike]
When you was in your PJs watchin' Cartoon Network
I was networkin', learnin' how to serve wet work
Learnin' how to flip-flop, whip up and rerock
When you bought your first 25, I had three Glocks
Don't believe me, homie, go and ask your step-pops
How Killer Mike served Now and Later rocks
Fiends smoke some now, then smoke some later
f*ck beam me up, Scotty, they was seein' Darth Vader
When you was in your bedroom scared of Darth Vader
I was Starter jacketed out, n*gga, Oakland Raiders
Leavin' Hightower Station on my way to Decatur
With twenty n*ggas deep like some motherf*ckin' players
[Outro: Killer Mike]
Alright, n*gga
I'll go back to motherf*ckin' '87, first year rollin' rock, n*gga
If you started rollin' rock after 9-5
You was not rollin' motherf*ckin' rock, n*gga
And that's real, before it was sellin' crack, n*gga
Before it was called motherf*ckin' hustlin' and trappin', n*gga
I'm talkin' 'bout rollin' rock, n*gga
I was a roller, motherf*cker
Still am, n*gga
That's right, Killer Killer the crack dealer
This me, n*gga, holla at me, n*gga
Question the pedigree, n*gga
What hood you from, n*gga? What zone you from, n*gga?
If you from outside the motherf*ckin' metro, know this, n*gga
If you ain't from a zone, your ass ain't from my home, n*gga
A-Town, n*gga, you see it, Westside, motherf*cker
I dare you n*ggas to question this sh*t again, n*gga
I got a hundred and eighty bars of just how official I am, n*gga
And that's before I start tellin' you how I been official, n*gga
Next time y'all n*ggas speak my name ill, you better be
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