Mateo - Illusions lyrics

[Intro: Dom Pachino] f** that R&B sh**... I don't wanna hear that sh** sh**, is an*log, shut up, n***a Say, illusions, what what, illusions, I can sing Is real, f** that, it's fake I'm God, f** that, I'm a devil You stupid, it's an illusion f**, it's real, baby, I'm Allah, I'm Allah Aiyo, what up, baby, it's real, yo k** that sh**, God-God Yo, yo, yo [Hook: Mateo] Illusions, makes my fantasy, reality Illusions, or maybe, my mind playing these tricks on me Illusions, as my brain, going insane Illusions, everything I see, turns into a dream [Dom Pachino] Time's change, taught the long range, rips your airplanes Adjust your spaceship, guns with wooden grips & rubber grips My mind drifts, into the myst, as God exists Was the first question asked on my list I dug into the past, dealt with math's of getting that up So I subtracted it, kid, yo try to adapt to this sh** I'm rugged, the Terrorist, rocks gold nuggets Crush your whole f**ing sh**, you're crushed Could I bumrush, could I come through? Blow like the wind, kid, stomp on your crew Ya'll sh**ty, your whole commitee, you try to f** with me Get with me, get-get with me Get at me dog, I move like that Black, I'm strapped with the automatic mack Double dub it, we Digital, Bobby told me that! Put away the guns, kid, I always come strapped I'm with it, got with it, sh**, on it Do it, oh! My n***a, he with it Mateo, he did the R&B sh**, on my sh** Baby, girl, let me s** a tit, peace [Hook] [Dom Pachino] It's war, my father only spoke of it Ever since he took his first breath Momma left, she came back in the picture She birthed me, now I'm here, yo, it's war Within the body, blood and bed cells White and red cells, they all fighting together It gets deeper than that, digital splat When I come through, hold a gat It's war, it's war It's war, as an encore, grenades Hand grenades, switch blades, rusty screwdrivers Knives, try to survive in this trife world Devices, magna vices, this is digital [Outro: Dom Pachino] I come through, it's war k**army, I love ya'll n***as k**a Sin, 9th Prince, Born Beretta 9, ya'll the same n***a ShoGun, Islord... what? Bobby Digital Free, where ya'll be I love all my n***as, N.Y.C Philly, that's where I did this track, baby You know it, I run all over the globe I'm global, f** ya'll n***as Buy my album, Tera Iz Him Terrorist, what, Terrorist sh**, that be the name of it Peace...