Genius - Killah Hills 10304 Lyrics
[killah hills intro features rza, ol dirty bastard, and grey ghost](...the skill of shaolin)Rza: yes the good life, you know *clinks glass*Gza: what the ***** is that, hells angels?*ol dirty singing in the background*[ahh mr. bobby steels, tony starks on line one for mr. bobby steels]Rza: steels over here, steels over herePeace, starks whats going on baby?Yeah everything is lovely over here.Gza: no shoes and no shirt on, sure the hills is where its at?Rza: yeah the, the maximillion is sure hereIm over here with noodles and I got lucky hands with meGza: you got soul, r&b, classics? all that shit right?Rza: yeah... grey ghost right in front of me right nowGrey ghost standing right here.Yeah he has a briefcase; ohh, ok, ok I got you.Aight thanks. *phone clicks*Ggh: bobby steels.Gza: huh?Rza: mr. grey ghost, good to see you good to see you good to see you.Ggh: a pleasure.Rza: so is everything ok, is everything working as we planned?Ggh: everything is working out, very nicely.Do you have the cash, twenty-thousand dollars?Gza: be nice to have a little breeze.Breeze on by ***** the cops.Rza: do we have the cash? we dont have to talk that, hey heyGza: get the ***** outta here with that hells angels bullshit!Rza: we got the cash we know cash rules everything around this mother*****erUmm, let me ask you...Gza: the ***** outta here!Ggh: do you have the full amount? twenty thousand as we agreed upon?Gza: *****ing hells bastards.Rza: let me ask you a question mr. grey ghost --Do you know a a don rodriguez?Ggh: I know no such person.Rza: don rodriguez from the bronx? don rodriguez?Ggh: I dont know who youre talking about.Rza: I think you do know him cause your *****in friend donIs down at one-twenty precinct right now singingHis *****in ass like a *****in bird.Gza: life of a drug dealerRza: the *****in guys is cominGgh: do you believe him?Killah hills 10304Restaurants on a stake-outSo order the food to take outChaos, outside a spark steakhouseMaintain the power, I feel the deals gone sourNigga mr. wedding, late a *****in half hourAnd his man who bought land from tony starksWhile he was contractin bricklayin jobs in city parksHes a loan shark, *****es raise a grand to a fingerIn a garment thats stretched, got it sewn like singerCause all that talk blasphemy this kid after meFor the heist, in a burlington coat factory***** it, he turned snake so my nigga cash stole his copilotWho used to drive like sacks of blow on this remoteArea, we label dead mans islandTwo hundred miles south from thailandRight off the docks, I got the various custom made yachtsBurial plots, for my niggaz hit with fatal shotsTheres no need for us to spray up the sceneI use less men, more powerful shit for my teamLike my man muhammad from afghanistanGrew up in iran, the nigga runs a neighborhood newsstandA wild middle eastern, bomb specialistIntiated, at eleven to be a terroristHe set bombs in bottles of champagneAnd when niggaz popped the cork, niggaz lost half they brainsLike this ex-worker, tried to smuggle a half a keyIn his left leg, even underwent surgeryThey say his pirate limp gave him awayAs the feds rushed him, comin through u.s. customsNow look whose on the witness stand singin, a well known sopranoA smash hit from sammy gravanoHeres the plan minimum for the hit, two hundred grandHalf time at the game blastin niggaz out the standsThe sharp-shooters hit the prosecutor, judges are sentPhotographs of they wives takin bathsAlong with briefcase filled with one point five, thats the bribeTake it or commit suicideFirst rule, anyone who schemes on the gold in syriaI want they small intestines ripped from the interiorI got a price for those jewels, ship em freight cargoDont forget to launder the cream through wells fargoReconstruct those processin plants for the call of costa ricaFour hundred barrels of etherTwo hundred pounds of reeferAnd fifty immigrants with fake visasLife of a drug dealerKillah hills, 10304The saga continues
