Red Cafe - I'm Ill (Remix Part One) lyrics

[Chorus: Sample of "A Billi" by Jay-Z] (Sheek Louch) (*Red Cafe) (**Jadakiss) RAH!!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! (THIS IS THE REMIX!!!!) RAH!!!! RAH!!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! (D-BLOCK!!!!) RAH!!!! RAH!!!! MOTHERfu*kER I'M ILL!!! MOTHERfu*kER I'M ILL!!! MOTHERfu*kER I'M ILL!!! (Talk to 'em) RAH!!!! RAH!!!! (n***a) I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! (**EH-HEH!!!!!!) RAH!!!! RAH!!!! [Verse One: Jadakiss] (Sample of "A Billi" by Jay-Z) Uh! Yo! Ain't no antidote and ain't no answer It's me then cancer Jojo Dancer You could try to fight it but you won't get a chance to Download the program or even advance ya Software I'm about takin you off here Turn to somethin small into guerilla warfare Sippin coffee over your d**h in my lawn chair Hot meal made by the chef with the long hair Wherever you could think about goin we goin there Soon as we touch down you know it's on there Then spendin the money, like we don't care And when them boys come last thing you 'gon hear is (RAH!!!) [Verse Two: Red Cafe] It's R!!!! I done sold it all, out a Grey Rover I got all the connections no layover Hood diet plan come to my gallery I serve Coke Zero no calories Still flippin, bri-dicks olympics Slangin on the benches, rep, flow vintage Line 'em up or gun 'em down tell me who next Still raw even when I practice safe s** Fall through the spidot they like who he? They see a n***a in the zone like two three I had big plans when I left the big house Bad Boy they done let me up in BIG house [Chorus: Sample of "A Billi" by Jay-Z] (Red Cafe) (*Sheek Louch) RAH!!!! I'm ill!!! (I'm ill) I'm ill!!! (I'm ill) I'm ill!!! (*THIS IS THE REMIX!!!) RAH!!!! RAH!!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! (*D-BLOCK!!!!!) RAH!!!! RAH!!!! MOTHERfu*kER I'M ILL!!! MOTHERfu*kER I'M ILL!!! MOTHERfu*kER I'M ILL!!! (*SHAKEDOWN!!!! WHATTUP FAMILY!!!! BAD!!! BOY!!!) RAH!!!! RAH!!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! RAH!!!! RAH!!!! [Verse Three: Sheek Louch] Donnie G, I gotchu son I'm ill! Nine milli on a Louie belt Hands been on the same woman Reggie Bush felt Donnie, chains go bang, Cirocs on the table Trees all around me like I'm in Turks and Caico Cars too foreign and I ain't never been to Maaco Used to sleep on me, now they study my flow (Sheek LOUCH!) I'm i-ll, that's how I win vanillas, shades on Sittin in the +Back+ like I'm Wynton Marsalis Still play the hood, even though my money grow Top down, CNN, N.O.R.E. and Capone (Ha ha!) I'm ill, no worry if the Lox got a deal Just getcha lil' money, it might be your last meal RAHHHHH!!!!! [Verse Four: Styles P] Sicker than H1N1 (sick!) k** the top 5 rappers, then some Know it's redrum, when the lead come The gun's the washer and dryer who want they heads spun? I only give a f** when the bread comes (That's it!) ...Street n***as know the repertoire +Public Enemy+ like Dillinger and Escobar (haha!) I keep shooters on the roof Goons on deck with wolves for the resta y'all (all that!) Make you ill when D-Block calls (D-Block!) That's a knife goin in, our gun goin off S-P's hard, they think ALL Y'ALL soft! WHAT! [Chorus: Sample of "A Billi" by Jay-Z] (Red Cafe) (*Sheek Louch) RAH!!!! I'm ill!!! (I'm ill) I'm ill!!! (I'm ill) I'm ill!!! (*THIS IS THE REMIX!!!) RAH!!!! RAH!!!! I'm ill!!! (*YEAH!!!) I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! (*D-BLOCK!!!!!) RAH!!!! RAH!!!! MOTHERfu*kER I'M ILL!!! MOTHERfu*kER I'M ILL!!! MOTHERfu*kER I'M ILL!!! (WHAT ELSE!!!!) RAH!!!! RAH!!!! I'm ill!!! (STILL GOIN!!!) I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! (YEAH!) RAH!!!! RAH!!!!