(Shaggy 2 Dope)   See most motherfuckers is scared to kill a motherfucker   It takes three of us working on this track that ain’t scared of shit   Killa give it to em motherfucker      (ABK)   You ain’t no killa bitch, let me show you how it’s done   Cut you with a slice across the neck and when they scream rip out the tongue   I really don’t give a shit cover you up with the blood of a pig   Then drop you off in the woods at night, for the animals to hunt while you sit   You ain’t no killa, we beneath the streets, that’s what we do   Running with a hatchet, screaming motherfuckers, swingin right at you   This for my real killas the quiet midnight creepers   The ones you see yellin’ over, give your whole damn crew the jeepers   (I ain’t going near that painted up freak)      Chorus (x3)   You ain’t no killa   Let us show you a killa      We going to show you, we going to show you, we going to show you how it’s done   Hey J, this motherfucker thinks he a killa      (Violent J)   You ain’t no killa, being grounded ain’t no hard time   You dove in(?) with no shine, you cannot borrow mine   You makin stories up, you talkin helli crimes   But your ass all bitch, no panties lines   You need an arrow bucked between your eyebrows   You playin Russian roulette and loading live rhymes   You ain’t a killa, couldn’t kill a mosquito   Talk enough shit to fill the streets of Toledo   You ain’t no killa   (You all ready, I got the bb’s)      Chorus (x3)      We going to show you, we going to show you, we going to show you how it’s done   Shaggy the clown show em how us real killas put it down      (Shaggy 2 Dope)   With these bare hands I can put you in a coma    That’s what I told you right before I choked ya   Don’t wanna say that I told you so but I told ya   You talk that shit like you hard you about as hard as a scrotum   I don’t get it, why you lyin won’t admit it baby   Softer than a baby hoot (?) that someone granulated   You ain’t a killa you about as hard as creamy vanilla   I grab my hatchet and use you back for target practice for realla   You ain’t a killa   (Stick em up, motherfucker,) smack Bitch (Ahhh) you trying to rob me (sorry)      Chorus (x3)   We going to show you, we going to show you, we going to show you how it’s done   Chorus (X3)   We going to show you, we going to show you, we going to show you how it’s done   Chorus (x3)   We going to show you, we going to show you, we going to show you how it’s done