Illy - Opening Night lyrics

[Verse 1] Live and direct us, Crooked Eye directed This life's like a movie, these opening credits 9 times as epic, white lines for breakfast Low lives in presence, but the highlights is hectic As I level measured up here with giants and legends But I built it myself, just minding my business f** I'm high as the jet is, sh** I'm flying forget it sh** I fall from grace, but sh** I climb from the wreckage Ain't here to smash it, what you here for? Shotgun summer cause s**as hit the rear door Long as I hear applause, cheering me on They like Illy, Illy, it's yours, k** it, k** it Let's go, sure I don't see why not ONETWO my own label, now the deals signed off I'm a franchise player, put my home team on We toast to the winners with our own theme song And ain't no match for it, y'all act like it's an accident Me and Phizzle smashin' sh**, it's arrogant but accurate 4 discs deep, they can wonder how With all respect to the underground [Hook] We put it down my brother, black suit, black tie Cue applause, k** the lights, welcome to opening night We put it down my sister, we composed that score Making silver screen records while they scream encore And it's real beyond reels, way beyond sk**s Motion picture sh** like we put it on film We roll, we roll, we roll, we roll We roll, we roll, we roll, we roll [Verse 2] Ain't sh** changed but the year and the album name And the album number and the label, and the standards way up, anyway I ain't been gone that long, still missed y'all fam', couldn't keep me from it I promised to be right back, so here I am, run a track get a canter And they still can't keep up with the pace I set, matter fact they ‘bout to get lapped And already blessed with the grace to accept it, never that nah man never that I don't rush I'm prolific, I don't give a f** if they different They just lazy, at a snails pace, still lucky they finished Still leads us to the hoops they (?), for how I got ahead of them and I'm like Hmm actually that's probably true, f**, forget it then I'm a competitive son of a b**h, I got enough friends, f** what you think I'm on that I-L-L-Y ONETWO tip No respect if none's deserved, no glory if nothing earnt With that I present to y'all the Nexis worth, of verses of my words Rest a**ured, fourth time lucky, 2013 Viva la un deux dios mio, b**h we… [Hook] (x2) [Outro] The camera's pop, snare's snap, record's crackle Serial cinematic's capture every angle Peel that curtain back, see them wheels churning Poetry in motion my dream works, I'm Spielberg'n And I Tarantino the flow, lotta slick sh**, pulp fiction Adrenaline hit that dope, flatline then back to the living Sh-Sh-Sh-Show of my life, hold your applause Welcome to opening night