ol' time killin'

e'rebody ah talk 'bout sound killing

when they dun know

we are original sound killer

fassyhole you know we

anytime we start dance-dance a fi lock

girl follow back a we

we have e'rething pon cock

can't chant to we

we start dance from 19-o-long

pick a only firefighter a we collect

a dub plate we have

anytime we drop kardinal

irs and wio

a blood clot big tune dat

yes

oh me oh me oh my

them a try run mr. kardi-ni

flavours you can't deny

'cause them circle cats rhyme so fly

them tracks stay do or die and as

when them write a murder song before a cats can't turn around

i jump and beg for they live

lick off a style

me-a-fi put dem all back

rap from t-dot to the bronx and bricks and come back

if an emcee step outta line

i feel them affi get cut up

but up

lick up

fist up

sound get brek up

beat up and kick up until they boy start hiccup

how ya look

so sweet with your horse legs acting like you're strange

it's full time

now you come off on dat range

my name's wio

bareback rhyming in the plains

blessin' this

effortless

mess with this

eff with this

if you think you got a chance to dance with your devilish messages

stressing this can only lead to battery

you rattle me

request to battle me i take as flattery

i see ya

grip your bible

i'm the lyrically homicidal idol

who's liable to take your title with a single recital

it's vital

you respect the steez

i get vexed with ease

don't make me ask you to respect me please

it's an old time

ol' time killing

we a deal with

run and get your money clip

for another day in another way

de man dem

nuh take the ray ray

we are a murderahs

the mc."