Illmatic - Still ill Lyrics Illmatic - Still ill Lyrics Illmatic - Still ill Lyrics

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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