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Still Ill - текст песни



Still Ill


Ey yo I'm still wicked like Ice cube I get loose


can't stop till I get 6 crowns in the juicewho am I iz the ill muthafucka


do or die we gives a fuck muthafuckerspittin' fire gimme that mic so I can rock it


I got a million rhymes in my pocket till I stop itI drop it for the love of it I'm in it 2 win it


my rapstyle techniques kill yo azz inna minutecan I kick it yes you can


you fucking with the wrong crew fucking with the wrong mangoddamn I swear you smell MC aroma


leave yo azz in the Koma when I come around the cornerwhat the fuck I rock yo block no question


the last thing you see in yo life is my reflectionyou can't stand my action my perfection is godless


cuz when I'm on the mic muthafucka you're jobless


Hook:


Lemme hear you yo yo (yo,yo)


blaze shit iz all up in my flow


and a pop pop (pop, pop)


4 the hits I drop up in yo block


and what, what


4 the lyrics that I'm gonna shock


and woo, woo (woo, woo)


what you gonna do


Lemme hear you hoho (ho, ho)


4 the illest rhymes up in my show


and a pump pump (pump, pump)


4 the funk I got up in my trunk


and a yes yes (yes, yes)


4 my class that nobody can mess


and woo woo (woo, woo)


what you wanna do


II


I'm the illest muthafucka a live stormin your area


the ill massaker lyrically blastin yatestin ya smokin yo azz like weed


I feed microphones with words till yo eyes bleedfucked up no criminal straight up physicalIllmatic is my name call me lyrical originaltime 4 open fire the mic iz my desire


takin you higher 2 my own empiremy entire family is blessed wid da gift


I don't give a fuck what the hell you sniffback 2 the essence get your lessons so come near


so I can fuck your flow and stick my dick in your careerI'm here wid lyrical fitness hit this wid a witness


don't touch dat mic bitch rap iz my businessI'm serious you betta call the cops fuckin Dummy


cuz I can't stop till I see my ass swim in money


Hook


III


Ey yo I come thru to check me out 1-2 out the jungle


here he comes Double Trouble Personal ready 2 rumblethe Ill lyricist tung twist hyperactive


my style's interactive massive radioactivewhat the deal son ready to run up on a MC


Life Poet Society kill my enemies verballythe prophecy it's on the bomb Ill the capricorn


transform like spawn come over you like a killa swarmon your marks get set go it's time 2 set it


skillz you never get it cause you smell like a fagottdamned Illmatic bringin the drama 2 yo mama


invincible karma eat yo azz like Jeffrey Dahmershine like crystal unstoppable like pistol


what the fuck you want bitch I'm unpredictablelisten I destroy fake ones like King Kong


so lemme hear you yo yo just for my kingdom


Hook



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