Madlib - Ill Reflect lyrics

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Madlib - Ill Reflect lyrics

[Intro: Jay Rukas & Johnny, The MC] Jay Rukas: This is once of my favorites, Yeoo what's good Brooks? Johnny, The MC: Nothin' much, just chillin' Jay Rukas: We k**in' em with this hook Johnny, The MC: Prospect Villans! Jay Rukas: Word! [Verse 1: Jay Rukas] Half of the words I'm spitting you search the definition That 90's funky rhythm most cat's ain't got Popping out of no where, Jack-In-A-Box Feeling hot, I'm raging and blazing, disco inferno In the cloud of smoke I'm incognito I keep the rubbers tight like Speedo's If she try something slick tonight I'm gone rápido Only time I shoot is at the free throw Peep the people through the peepholes They get vexed when I spit my writtens It doesn't matter, I'm still gonna k** it persistent My style and lyrics are never ending, their ascending It's like we went from hell to heaven It feel so pleasant cause their just progressing You might learn a few lessons my breddren Like adolescence and how weapons leave negus stagnant That's one of many survival tactics Got nice with practice, it's evident that I'm a factor Blessed like a pastor, now contemplate me past ya Running off fumes like NASCARs, but aiming for the stars, NASA The tremendous vocab is impeccable There are some things that are unforgettable I find it quite incredible how the words keep going On second thought, they don't show up sometimes I used to have rhymes like dimes But now I find their on a recline, behind my mind Lyrics used to appear rapidly, now they seem to ease My brain freezes and I wanna know the reason If I don't I start cheesing, sh** yeoo I start cheesing Either I over think or the pen stops dripping ink I tend not to blink, cause I'm too focused in This ain't the last collaboration, when we dominating like Ronald Reagan, we raging [Hook: Jay Rukas & Johnny, The MC] Jay Rukas: Its a definition of a ill reflect Johnny, The MC: To my negua Jay Rukas much respect Jay Rukas: Brooks we're a threat, next on deck, tell em what gonna happen next [Verse 2: Johnny, The MC] I'mma tell these negus I got 6 million ways to rhyme, choose one Cause I'mma take the beat out the box, and chew one See I'm the ultimate mic guard, negua who make your life hard Throughout my life I had traveled through blue moons and white stars And I found Jay Rukas spitting with perfection New York is what he's reppin' Me and him are spitting rounds like lethal weapons Took em' back to Earth and we had to defeat who's steppin' Prospect Villians were made, now it's the beats we wreckin' All hail the underground, the nineties is back now Like WWE, I'm so Raw when I Smackdown Bringing your whack sounds will get you jacked, clown Hit you in your neck, in the middle of rapping, like yo finish that now Next morning I be like, "I can't believe those nights." When vinyls be getting scratched like Mosquito bites Walking in the room with Jordan's like you see those flights ? Now negus breathing on my food like you gonna eat those right? But if you the God of rap, then I'm a atheist I try my best to stay on top, and that's because I lack of laziness So I'm the professor, cause when I lecture you'll gain pressure Lose your tempers, then I have to rest ya' Just remember there's no better No errors, the new era is bring terror, so just surrender And if you don't, no matter age or gender We'll hit you with a real effect, like it's an ill reflect