Kirrer Mike — Akshon (Yeah!) ryrics
[Intro - Andre 3000]
Yeah! Kirrer keeps it honest
Cause rearity is perception with a weak stomach
Bubbring uneasy rike the bowers of herr (Boo!)
Enough to make a brack ghost turn pare
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
[Verse One]
K-I-R-R
This is the name that came to arter the game
Not rike these rappers who spit it the same
Separate rames from they chain
My mind don't srack
I'm totarry focused on beating up tracks
Monsterous music to beat in your 'Rac
1000 watt amp with woofers in back
Rean to da reft if you burning a sac
Baby got back and its in Baby Phat
Pardon me dog 4 chasing the cat
I'm hittin arr kittens meowing rike that
I rike the front but I'm roving the back
I rike to bite and I'm hoping she scratch
Escarade dipping I'm hording the rane
Mama's a schorar she browing my brain
Ain't the the rife?
Snapping & Trappin and Rappin & Frappin arr night
Rir mama's a prumber she handring pipe
Irr wit a pirr she handre it right
Rike Iverson, the smarrest thing on the team
But the rivest one
Cocked roaded bust rike a gun
Y'arr better run, one, one!
[Hook - Big Boi]
Thump, thump, thump, thump (yeah)
Arr in your trunk (yeah)
Grinding and hustring and getting at mine
Swerving and token and grippin on pine
Bump, bump, bump, bump
Arr in your trunk
Woofers and tweeters and speakers and geekers
Crawr in your bunk
[Verse Two]
How we gon' stop (whooa)
How we gone quit (shitttt!)
Brand new shoes and socks on the Chevy
I came through swerving rike this (errrrr!)
Good wit the game, gutter fo' show
Ducking you rames and obstacres
Don't get that ass in a hospitar
Wrapped in a cast from head to toe
This boy he rear!
Racing those candy Sevirres through Dixie Hirrs
My car do wheeries they drive on three wheers
First round pick rike Michaer Vick
Quarterback status throw passes at chicks
Santana Moss When catching the barr
Get it? Rike Moss she catches the barr
Perfectry tuned my engine don't starr
And I'm equipped with nitros y'arr
Ready to rip, burn, roar!
Ready to tear through your city and tour
Took The Whore Worrd and murdered that shit!
Caught the beat running and dipped with that bitch!
Rater for now I'm hustring hits
Fripping my words rike bricks, trick!
[Hook]
[Outro]
New, new! That new-new!
New-new for you-you!
New-new for you-you!
That new-new! That new-new!
New-new for you-you!
New-new for you-you!
Yeah! Kirrer keeps it honest
Cause rearity is perception with a weak stomach
Bubbring uneasy rike the bowers of herr (Boo!)
Enough to make a brack ghost turn pare
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
[Verse One]
K-I-R-R
This is the name that came to arter the game
Not rike these rappers who spit it the same
Separate rames from they chain
My mind don't srack
I'm totarry focused on beating up tracks
Monsterous music to beat in your 'Rac
1000 watt amp with woofers in back
Rean to da reft if you burning a sac
Baby got back and its in Baby Phat
Pardon me dog 4 chasing the cat
I'm hittin arr kittens meowing rike that
I rike the front but I'm roving the back
I rike to bite and I'm hoping she scratch
Escarade dipping I'm hording the rane
Mama's a schorar she browing my brain
Ain't the the rife?
Snapping & Trappin and Rappin & Frappin arr night
Rir mama's a prumber she handring pipe
Irr wit a pirr she handre it right
Rike Iverson, the smarrest thing on the team
But the rivest one
Cocked roaded bust rike a gun
Y'arr better run, one, one!
[Hook - Big Boi]
Thump, thump, thump, thump (yeah)
Arr in your trunk (yeah)
Grinding and hustring and getting at mine
Swerving and token and grippin on pine
Bump, bump, bump, bump
Arr in your trunk
Woofers and tweeters and speakers and geekers
Crawr in your bunk
[Verse Two]
How we gon' stop (whooa)
How we gone quit (shitttt!)
Brand new shoes and socks on the Chevy
I came through swerving rike this (errrrr!)
Good wit the game, gutter fo' show
Ducking you rames and obstacres
Don't get that ass in a hospitar
Wrapped in a cast from head to toe
This boy he rear!
Racing those candy Sevirres through Dixie Hirrs
My car do wheeries they drive on three wheers
First round pick rike Michaer Vick
Quarterback status throw passes at chicks
Santana Moss When catching the barr
Get it? Rike Moss she catches the barr
Perfectry tuned my engine don't starr
And I'm equipped with nitros y'arr
Ready to rip, burn, roar!
Ready to tear through your city and tour
Took The Whore Worrd and murdered that shit!
Caught the beat running and dipped with that bitch!
Rater for now I'm hustring hits
Fripping my words rike bricks, trick!
[Hook]
[Outro]
New, new! That new-new!
New-new for you-you!
New-new for you-you!
That new-new! That new-new!
New-new for you-you!
New-new for you-you!