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Joe Budden - The Illest lyrics
[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?
 Thats 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
 Joe Budden - The Illest - http://motolyrics.com/joe-budden/the-illest-lyrics.html
 It couldnt get more official if it was notarized
 I want the pen on the jeweler for you to know whats 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?








