I AM

Kill, KILO, kill !

Let’s get it.

I am The syllable king

The son of all sins

You don’t wanna know me

I tear up degrees

I’m cold like the F on your test

You best not go freeze

Or the L on your chest

I’ll be serving MCs

Same handed choker on thee

Until you say please.

Go head, get on your knees.

Don’t stop, even if I say please.

Nonstop, the way I be dropping MCs

Thank you!