(Yea) Now from the time that I was born ‘til I’m lying in the morgue I’ma be proving how the pen can be as mighty as the sword While the fans keep rewinding every rhyme that I record Some of the illest in the game, you’ll never find them in the stores A lyrical outlaw, everything that comes out my mouth’s raw But y’all don’t wanna see me. Unorthodox like a southpaw That fact I’m not commercial could be my ultimate downfall ‘Cause I ain’t in the clubs, y’all be thinking my style’s flawed It’s the Illest Lyricist, verses sick as Syphilis Ammunition is limitless. Every sentence ridiculous I’m built for this. Flow’s tight as an innocent clitoris The mission is to get the album on the children’s Christmas list Midwest collaborated. It’s sad to say It’s almost too late to salvage. The game’s contaminated Saturated with these fake ass rappers. It be them same back stabbers That changed it up and made the game ass-backwards Chorus It’s a shame, what these rappers doing just to get some fame Hit the mainstream to gain green, not to entertain Spend some change on these whips and dames and expensive chains Then complain, ‘cause we don’t like it when they spit they same Sounding like the last garbage artist, just a different name Y’all managed to cause enough damage so now the illest came to fix the game The true image is bigger than the picture frame For all them doubters thinking it’s insane to go against the grain I eat rappers. I’m an mc cannibal Spit these flammable 16s against these animals Trying to battle R.I.P. Squad, but you just ain’t able They keep coming back for more like a buffet table Trying to knock me off the top, but I remain on the pedestal Say my name in vain, you’ll hang like a testicle Leave these haters laying up in medical facilities Killing spree. Hit you ‘til your face isn’t legible Better find cover ‘cause my aim is incredible Suckers want beef. I’ll turn their brains into vegetables And I’m getting bread, so you fruits can chill If you don’t come off of the cheese, I’ma shoot the steel That’s the whole food pyramid. Yes, The Illest Lyricist The best out the Midwest ever to spit as clear as this ‘Bout as mischievous as a million Dennis the Menaces The sickest coming up with inventions to end my sentences I’m warning ya, you don’t want to clash with the warrior Them 44s will make hoes warmer than California Hip Hop is dead, but please don’t call the coroner I’ve got the formula to resurrect it like a sorcerer [Repeat Chorus x2]
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