[Sugue: Anybody Killa]

(Down! Down!)

[Verse 1: Anybody Killa]

Here I go, back in your face

Breakin' out with some sweet sugar you could taste

So check me out, drown your doubt

If you're feelin' what I'm givin', let me hear you shout (Hey!)

That's what I'm talkin' about

Got the whole crowd geeked up from inside out

In other words, I just slaughtered the mic

And you can blame the holy water 'cause it got me high (For real!)

I'm a professional

So it's best to confess, I'm untestable (Ha ha!)

People say that I'm out of control

Because I'm so abstract when it comes to my flow (My flow)

I'm hotter than a space heater

Give the world scarlet fever just to make em' all believers (All believers)

Call me a face you can trust

If you ever need a crazy native ready to bust

[Chorus: Anybody Killa]

Then get down!

Lay low!

Get down!

Lay low!

[Verse 2: Anybody Killa]

Breathe, tell me how you feel

You lookin' winded, I suggest you chill (Ch-ch-chill)

Get out the game if you can't keep up

Just because you think the underground plays too rough (Too rough)

I've been doin' this (Doin' this)

Native Funk, so I ain't new to this (So I ain't new to this)

I'm a old school cat

But I'm young at heart with a brand-new axe (Chop chop!)

Just enough, to do what I do

When it's time to clear a path to make some room (Man, look out!)

Pushed a bitch-boy straight to the back

It's obvious that a good time is what they lack (Cheers, homie!)

Abusive, 'cause they mind is closed

It's like they all got infected by the hater's cold (Oh, I don't feel good...)

Put 'em in they place for real

And if they make a fuckin' move, then you know the drill

[Chorus: Anybody Killa]

Get down!

Lay low!

Get down!

Lay low!

[Interlude: Shaggy 2 Dope & Anybody Killa]

Yeah, scalp these motherfuckers! (Get down!)

Then cut their motherfuckin' heads off (Lay low!)

Stick them up on a stick for the rest of their homies to get [?], motherfucker! (Get down!)

[Verse 3: Anybody Killa]

Bare-knuckled up, give it all you got (Hey!)

Pop a blood sucker if he munchin' on your knot (Nitch!)

Get down like you supposed to do

And grab the world by the balls and try and pop them too (Pop them too!)

Let 'em know who they fuckin' with

I'm a drunk, slash, weedhead, lunatic (Ha Ha Ha!)

King of the mountain, so I'm wearin' the crown

Headhuntin' through my life and I ain't fuckin' around

[Chorus: Anybody Killa]

So get down!

Lay low!

Get down!

Lay low!