Mack H.D, Kadeem King - Killin' em Softly Lyrics

I swear every day someone new trying to get one of me
I tell all these haters get off me
I've been on the run 7 months something they don't want me
I'm Lauryn Hill killin' em softly
They askin' me
Why you gotta do em like that (like that)
Why you gotta do em like that (like that)
Why you gotta do em like that
They be mad cuz I be moving like that
Why they askin' me

Huh, If you ain't know I'm rebel Leadah (Leadah)
Chain swinging couple hundred hanging out the levis
I wonder if you ain't cut from the same cloth as these guy
I advise you never to cross me as you ally
Voila, my verse is like magic to these rap guy
With every one another disappear and the ask why
Made paper off the weight need paper Weights for when they stack high
Remember chicks played me, now they play me and they wave high
Huh, this ain't nothing I ain't used to
Chasing a dream would cost a couple of friends, Nigga who knew
I got a team of money circle around like a susu
Put the game in a choke hole like the tie on the suits do
I'm seated at the table talking life with the who's who's
The waiter takes my order, rose duck with the couscous
A Henny on the rock straight, I never use juice
The greatest of my era, nothing like all these new dudes

I swear every day someone new trying to get one of me
I tell all these haters get off me
I've been on the run 7 months something they don't want me
I'm Lauryn Hill killin' em softly
They askin' me
Why you gotta do em like that (like that)
Why you gotta do em like that (like that)
Why you gotta do em like that
They be mad cuz I be moving like that
Why they askin' me

Hold up youngin' I'm not disturbing the neighbors
I know a Mac name Craig who show me how to get flavor
I'm always headlining news I'm on the front page of papers
Swavey backwoods was imported yall aint smoking this flavor huh
What else they gonna say about the kid
Up late-night recording trying to get up out the crib
See my daughter gotta make a better life for her to live
So when she older she can tell the Kids
The thing her daddy did (for Real)
Back to the real most of these niggaz fake
Even the livest one in you crew be mostly dead weight
I keep my head straight they fen for crumbs I want the whole plate
They said life's a game of chess I'm one move from checkmate huh
They don't know the life that I live
Sacrifices I made or the thing that I did
More than a helping hand-arm leg and
Two ribs, and still not respecting my shit
Watch me get reckless with this, sample my DNA whenever I spit
These niggaz ain't real they counterfeit, raise the amount on my shit
Days when I'm back the ounces of piff
I tried it all I'ma keep makings hits
Now they respecting my shit

I swear every day someone new trying to get one of me
I tell all these haters get off me
I've been on the run 7 months something they don't want me
I'm Lauryn Hill killin' em softly
They askin' me
Why you gotta do em like that (like that)
Why you gotta do em like that (like that)
Why you gotta do em like that
They be mad cuz I be moving like that
Why they askin' me