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Correct The Illest Lyrics
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Correct The Illest
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[Joell Ortiz] Rusty 9 gettin' gully on the roof This so rough, I left my skully on in the booth I drag my tin boots through the gutter with the troops Gotta fire at you while you with your mother on the stoop Aint nothing nice, filling 5 cent cups with ice Ass crack stuffed with the stuff that the custie's like My flow inspired by po-po ridin' by Cause lil Jojo let the fo' fo' iron fly So expect nothing but heat from me When the beat ugly, I sour dollar spit Aint nothing sweet money So whoever say Ortiz hungry is lying I'm starving, I'm famine, man I act like I never eat sonny I keep ya head nodding, when the bass pumpin' And you can hate cousin, but don't say something And no face muggin', I'm S-H-A-D-Y Slaughterhouse all day [Biggie] Lyrically I'm untouchable, uncrushable Ask your friends, who's the illest? Lyrically I'm untouchable, uncrushable Ask your friends, who's the illest? [Crooked I] Yeah, rap is in danger, Crooked I was born in a California manger God of the West caost, know the flow nice when you're signed to Shady Aftermath And used to be on Death Row. What am I, gun in eye, sing you a lullaby Nullify your skull in 5 seconds by putting a slug inside Run and hide, I'm on some money goon shit Married to the streets, honeymoon shit Yeah, f-ck a bride I'm 'bout to go Van Gogh and I have to reach for slavery guns That mean I draw a masterpiece I spit bars quick as a spliff sparks Writtens'll kick start, split you in 6 parts Which part if I'm the shit and you a skid mark did you not get? Put you in a ditch when it's pitch dark Make your bitch suck my dick, clark? That's what you get, heard that you a snitch Now get that tattoo that say life, cause you a bitch [Biggie] Lyrically I'm untouchable, uncrushable Ask your friends, who's the illest? Lyrically I'm untouchable, uncrushable Ask your friends, who's the illest? [Joe Budden] Joey, I left the mask on, bury something, no disguise It couldn't get more official if it was notarized I want the pen on the jeweler for you to know what's fly Top of the chain of command if I'm playing my game I better not overide, who think they over I Hoping it vocalise, this aint even a group Just one real nigga multiplied Listen in brutally if you tryna get fast I put my life on it like it was mast Better pray that this vicodin last If not rappers are in danger Niggas is in a box, I'm tired of rappers in a Wrangler Will clap and rearrange ya, but I hate to make my pyschiatrist right And it's exactly what she said will happen with my anger You can't relate to it, how you gon' measure it, broke Can't treasure it, jokers just embezel it It's time to seperate the realness from the rhetoric I think one statement from B. I should settle this... [Biggie] Lyrically I'm untouchable, uncrushable Ask your friends, who's the illest? Lyrically I'm untouchable, uncrushable Ask your friends, who's the illest? [Royce Da 5'9"] I said I'm gunning for the muthaf-ckin' king like a historical terror shot I'm sittin' in a Hilton rich like Paris pops Spread money around the whole town like? Compare us not, I'm a terrible terrorist plot You the character carrot top, while I'm stomping on barriers til my? Stops Like a tricerotops when I'm done roaming this earth Bury my bones in Mariah or Carey's box Who you know answer with gun Shady's our home, we live with the goat like Julio from Sanford and Son Problem with a problem, got no love for my foes Ya'll just wearing red bottoms, I got blood on my sole We are dope we are postal, we not social On Twitter we block Oprah and Deepak Chopra Y'all niggas think ya'll f-cking with us cause people quote ya singles Yeah right, you making ya f-cking point with broken fingers My dreams fulfilled like this cup full of potent tequila And I'm bout to raise up and toast to dreamers [Biggie] Get your writing crew, get your writing crew And they dopest rhymes, I get up in that ass everytime Lyrically I'm untouchable, uncrushable Ask your friends, who's the illest? Get your writing crew, get your writing crew And they dopest rhymes, I get up in that ass everytime Lyrically I'm untouchable, uncrushable Ask your friends, who's the illest?
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