Tiye Phoenix ft. Queen Herawin and staHHr - “Kill Bill 3”
[Emcee(s): Queen Herawin, staHHr, and Tiye Phoenix]
[Producer(s): Big Rush]
[Verse 1: Queen Herawin]
Yo!
Enter the Terrordome, fuck with some shit you ain’t
Never known (Nah!), titties that’s homegrown spit in
A low tone, flip you until it gets ozone
Oh no! Don’t let me zone-zone ‘cause if I go-go
It’s straight Eleven—watch things get Strange
Like severing brains eleven, seven numerical way
Our American way real ill, some Kill Bill
Skill run parallel to visual thrill, aesthetics
Mayne probably resembling Abel and Cain
Thinking “Herawin must sing” ‘til I open the Mustang (Then what?)
And start leveling dudes’ dames on dirt terrain
As if in an old Western, I went “bang!” so watch street justice then
Of jesters who ain’t funny but pester
The Queen of feeding you to the lessers lurking in my lanes, stay twerking
On your page (Yeah, stay there!). Cirque du Soleil, fake competitors, my verses
Venomous, leave you shitting on yourself—enemas!
[Hook: Tiye Phoenix]
It’s the sound of your karma coming
(Your karma coming) She’s a bitch, can’t run from her
(Can’t run from her) Deadly with the rhymes when we penning ‘em
(Penning ‘em) We’re still ill, Kill Bill, finish him
(Finish him) That’s your karma coming on the way
(On the way) ‘Cause karma is a bitch, and you gotta pay
(Gotta pay) We’re deadly with the rhymes when we’re penning ‘em
(Penning ‘em) We’re still ill, Kill Bill, finish him
[Verse 2: staHHr]
My pen squirt the blood of circle-jerks
That thought I was dead and buried, covered with cemetery dirt
Feelings hurt, Amber Alert, their inner child missing
Can’t put a finger on it. It’s been a wild mission
It’s been a while—listen. Madness to the naked man
Channeling spirits while I focus on this Master plan
Hot damn! Ho, here we go again. Stop
Sleeping on the goddess ‘cause patience is wearing thin
Yeah, let’s get one thing clear:
I follow intuition, y’all driven by fear
Sheer Panic! in the Disco. Aura and my
Wrist glow wavy as The Bay out in Frisco
Essential mind, body, spirit, and the fiscal
The two-piece and biscuit show ‘em what the fist do
Ref, blow the whistle. Spices and herbs
We’re sautéing these birds with the power of words
Stop!
[Hook: Tiye Phoenix]
It’s the sound of your karma coming
(Your karma coming) She’s a bitch, can’t run from her
(Can’t run from her) Deadly with the rhymes when we penning ‘em
(Penning ‘em) We’re still ill, Kill Bill, finish him
(Finish him) That’s your karma coming on the way
(On the way) ‘Cause karma is a bitch, and you gotta pay
(Gotta pay) We’re deadly with the rhymes when we’re penning ‘em
(Penning ‘em) We’re still ill, Kill Bill, finish him
[Verse 3: Tiye Phoenix]
Yo, it’s disgusting how you
Hoes hate. Flow is great, my name hold weight
Vengeance is the dish, and I’m serving you on a cold plate
More than beef, nigga—nah, we got a whole state
Keep trolling? I’ll be why your soulmate come home late
There’s no debate. I spit harder than amethyst
Catching bodies on the mic—invoice me for the damages
Amateurs, keep thinking shit’s sweet like marmalade
My skills slice you like the Kill Bill katana blade
(Whoo!) The Grand Water Trine Coalition. Talking that
Whoop de woo? I will Lucy Liu you, leave your dome missing
‘Cause it’s a ritual bodied by this bitches’ brew
Nobody know you though, so nobody be missing you
Herawin and staHHr said, “Listen, Tiye. You wrong for this”
Thought they was the shit until I pissed all on their confidence
Nowhere to be found, now you missing and anonymous
Kill Bill, buried that nigga—mission accomplished
[Hook: Tiye Phoenix]
It’s the sound of your karma coming
(Your karma coming) She’s a bitch, can’t run from her
(Can’t run from her) Deadly with the rhymes when we penning ‘em
(Penning ‘em) We’re still ill, Kill Bill, finish him
(Finish him) That’s your karma coming on the way
(On the way) ‘Cause karma is a bitch, and you gotta pay
(Gotta pay) We’re deadly with the rhymes when we’re penning ‘em
(Penning ‘em) We’re still ill, Kill Bill, finish him
