Horseshoe Gang - Say You Ill lyrics

[Bridge: Demetrius Capone & Julius Luciano] We comin straight ill, without a great deal So n***as appreciate the free display of great sk**s If this was the NBA then I would be in the game Phil This ain't a fake orgasm, nah I came real I got them Drake sk**s but on some G sh** I got them Jay sk**s but on some COB sh** I got them 'YE sk**s but on some W E sh** To the ST now let's see what he spit [Verse 1: Demetrius Capone] I live backwards, I'm evil Mother f**er believe you, me D, is lethal Turn evil around and now if you can read You can see that I'm live, surprise I'm fend to creep You live without the V, we don't believe you Your sk** is a lie so I'm coming to reap you Aye okay F the V now that's life Nah that spells d**h when I posses the mic Listen I switch it I'm ruining you and your crew when I'm spewing this sewage Who is this foolish and who is this stupid and goonish It's D, been chewing n***as since a truant n***a Spitting fluid fluently, subduing a slew of n***as Spit despicable, sick and wicked rituals Eating b**hes like clits, chicks get a licking too n***a the flu sick as who? If it's you that's the sickest, I sicken you If your different your sniffing glue [Verse 2: Dice Dinero] Y'all mother f**ers still breathin, you ought to be thankful I'll raise my arms up to you as if I'm trying to embrace you But I'm trying to erase you, I'm trying to deface you Trying to see how many shots can go inside of your facial My flow is ingenious, every bar is brilliant Call it complex like an apartment building Guard your children the gunner's on the loose Act up I'll put them f**ers on the news Act up I'll throw your cousin from the roof Put your lover on my tool Have you awake from the slumber until your mother's in the noose Who f**in with the U, there's no clique that's sicker n***a play camera man and get the picture This is the COB we skate with them ratchets None of them is stingy we may let you have it Either give us cake or get placed in the baggage Your choice, choose n***a, paper or plastic [Verse 3: Kenny Siegel] Check it my flow is infected, I need to get it tested No question when wreckin I get in more pussies than erections As street as intersections, ruder than interjecting And when the weapon pops squares will fall as if this is Tetris My aim as quick as an instant message Hit you in seconds, with Wessons, in Tex(as) I'm Pistol Pete We raisin the bar, like we bench pressin Cause we sick as inscesting, men s**ing when pressing pen in sheets I'm a loony goon, unruly, a mooley whom Move with the shoe platoon, act stupid my tooley boom Once I draw it and shoot it as if I'm filming Looney Toons My shots fly for miles I could put a bullet through the moon Like I got them in awe I'm leaving them breathless I'm on some rockin your necklace after poppin my tec sh** Like driving over a cliff, I'm on some ride to the d**h sh** That pulling your head back 'til your spine pop through your neck sh** Who want to mix and mingle with the sick and twisted Siegel I'm mister lethal, I'll leave with Noel like a Christmas jingle My spittin's evil, people know that I got a gift like Kringle So it's easy to get chicks to blow me like a vicious single Keep metal on me call me man of steel, I'm Superman Bring tools to your apartment as if I'm your super (man) Hit you when I spark it Have your body fat from your physical to your carpet That's my way of moving grams Even if your holding toasters, don't approach us Or get f**ed up like you on mimosas, no longer sober We present nooses to losers, that's how we show the ropes to Pricks who's tryin to be hard, even though we know they chocha Ryder like Winona, I'll explode my toasters Once I raise my arms as if I'm on a coaster, roller I roll up, In a Rover, and get out of Range Watch how quick these n***as get out of range Cause they know I keep steel (still) like I'm taking pictures I'm sicker than taking flicks of your naked sister, I'm baby Hitler Test me and get wasted like you drunk a case of liquor But I told you like sculptors we all about making figures f** the fame, to me the fame don't appeal Don't think we will get change? Then your brain's on some pills We're here to change the game, the game's gonna k** Just leave it to us as if our name's on your will And I ain't tryin to hear the weird sh** you queers spit I'll punch you while your rapping on some studio engineer sh** Only way to not know I'm deaf is if you can't hear sh**