lirik lagu illy - what? what?
[verse 1]
k!llin’ these rappers, leadin’ the scene back up
the crooked eye [?], illy the beat jacker
streets back us, we turnin’ the heat back up
your stats don’t stack up, pack up, that’s what’s up
set up shop, get us props
never let not one stop invest a stock
in the team so we all g, so i’m next to rock
and i ain’t sweatin’ ‘bout budgets or guestin’ spots, uh
dear summer burnin’ all year
from the fire out my mouth and i ain’t seein’ near~comers
i’m new to it, picked up how the crew do it and uh
yeah, i’m gettin’ used to it, the who’s who o’ the sick sh~t
tip scales, flip the script with
constantly dope renditions when i spit this
i burn but just as quick to build bridges
could k!ll with the sh~t that i’m spittin’ to steal pictures
[chorus]
what? what? who the f~ck gon’ bring it
like that, that, nah, i ain’t f~ckin’ with you
cr~p cats, sideways motherf~ckers off
track, track and that’s fact, fact
yeah, what? what? who the f~ck gon’ bring it
like that, that, nah, i ain’t f~ckin’ with you
cr~p cats, sideways motherf~ckers off
track and that’s fact
[verse 2]
bit o’ the high life, bit o’ the hood, they never get it as tight
they get it right, never spit it as good
crooked eye [?], get the sh~t understood
never give ‘em an inch, all good to give ‘em a foot
burn boot up the ~rs~, i groove to the beat
when them other cats step up, you’re glued to your seat
if dudes wanna ask, i’m the dude with the heat
with the crew known to spit the truth when they speak
real motherf~ckers, still with yas
haters in the matrix, just glitches, b~tches
permanent victim o’ ill’s spit addiction
rookies wanna try but my kicks’ too big to fit them
too much soul, too much heart
got full control over my music paths
and dudes can start it up and pull the spar
i’d rather play with ladies in pools and spas, you know
[chorus]
yeah, what? what? who the f~ck gon’ bring it
like that, that, nah, i ain’t f~ckin’ with you
cr~p cats, sideways motherf~ckers off
track, track and that’s fact, fact
yeah, what? what? who the f~ck gon’ bring it
like that, that, nah, i ain’t f~ckin’ with you
cr~p cats, sideways motherf~ckers off
track and that’s fact, yeah
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