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Illmatic - Still Ill Şarkı Sözleri
Illmatic
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ey yo i´m still wicked like ice cube i get loose can´t stop till i get 6 crowns in the juice who am i iz the ill muthafucka do or die we gives a fuck muthafucker spittin´ fire gimme that mic so i can rock it i got a million rhymes in my pocket till i stop it i drop it for the love of it i´m in it 2 win it my rapstyle techniques kill yo azz inna minute can i kick it yes you can you fucking with the wrong crew fucking with the wrong man goddamn i swear you smell mc aroma leave yo azz in the koma when i come around the corner what the fuck i rock yo block no question the last thing you see in yo life is my reflection you can´t stand my action my perfection is godless cuz when i´m on the mic muthafucka you´re jobless
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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 yuo 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
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i´m the illest muthafucka a live stormin your area the ill massaker lyrically blastin ya testin ya smokin yo azz like weed i feed microphones with words till yo eyes bleed fucked up no criminal straight up physical illmatic is my name call me lyrical original time 4 open fire the mic iz my desire takin you higher 2 my own empire my entire family is blessed wid da gift i don´t give a fuck what the hell you sniff back 2 the essence get your lessons so come near so i can fuck your flow and stick my dick in your career i´m here wid lyrical fitness hit this wid a witness don´t touch dat mic bitch rap iz my business i´m serious you betta call the cops fuckin dummy cuz i can´t stop till i see my azz swim in money
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ey yo i come thru to check me out 1-2 out the jungle here he comes double trouble personal ready 2 rumble the ill lyricist tung twist hyperactive my style´s interactive massive radioactive what the deal son ready to run up on a mc life poet society kill my enemies verbally the prophecy it´s on the bomb ill the capricorn transform like spawn come over you like a killa swarm on your marks get set go it´s time 2 set it skillz you never get it cause you smell like a fagott damned illmatic bringin the drama 2 yo mama invincible karma eat yo azz like jeffrey dahmer shine like crystal unstoppable like pistol what the fuck you want bitch i´m unpredictable listen i destroy fake ones like king kong so lemme hear you yo yo just for my kingdom
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