CRAIG G

CRAIG G - Ultimate Alliance lyrics

rate me

Verse 1:<br />

You feel the tension, when you're up in the club, puffin' the dub<br />

Fake cats ice grillin', trying to put a buck in your mug<br />

Get out my face duke, I ain't got nothing to plug<br />

I'm up in here, just like you, looking for something to rub<br />

A lot of these lames, in the game be making cash<br />

But I'm too real, I refuse to stick out my ass<br />

I could pick out the trash, from a mile away<br />

Your style displays, so many kinks and flaws<br />

When you're yapping your jaws, ballin?<br />

Rappin' awards? You ain't even attackin' the boards<br />

What about your real life persona?<br />

You never said "your honor", never got caught in drama<br />

Handcuffed, in your pajamas, led to a squad car<br />

So where's your heart pa?<br />

Your life's exactly what this is, entertainment<br />

Never have you appeared at an arraignment<br />

Never saw your man die, while EMS tried to sustain him<br />

You won't believe some of the things, that's on my brain son<br />

Get it.<br />

<br />

Chorus:<br />

Craig G, Illy I'll form the ultimate alliance<br />

These cowards think they tough until the shots start flying<br />

What happened to them lyrics that you spit about iron<br />

You're the reason that the rap game's dying<br />

<br />

Verse 2:<br />

And actually, your life can't reappear magically<br />

When heat's involved, it ends tragically<br />

And them gangbangers be handing out stabbings for free<br />

It can happen to you, it can happen to me<br />

They don't scrap in the street, <br />

These young fellas stay strapped with the peice<br />

Bustin' at the heavens, letting off a mack in the trees<br />

Bullets flying out the chamber at a rapid degree<br />

In the direction of them cowards, that just happen to beef<br />

You asking for me? I come through with the mask and the three<br />

57, hit your engine, have you crashin' your V<br />

And you really wanted to bask in the heat?<br />

Okay, look, let's see how long you'll really last in the beef<br />

Passionatly, my homey Illy Ill, yo, he smashin the beat<br />

Anyone that disagree? I'll be happy to meet<br />

Most of yall rappers are corny, soft, taffy and sweet<br />

I'll make you dance when they clap at your feet<br />

Let's go get em. <br />

<br />

Chorus:<br />

Craig G, Illy I'll form the ultimate alliance<br />

These cowards think they tough until the shots start flying<br />

What happened to them lyrics that you spit about iron<br />

You're the reason that the rap game's dying<br />

<br />

Verse 3:<br />

One, two, many mc's feel they can test this, but fuck you<br />

And the crew that you got on your guest list<br />

I be that breath of freshness, come on, come test this<br />

Watch you catch a mic plus my left fist, <br />

To your face, I leave you feeling displaced, <br />

You'd rather drink a 22 ounce of toxic waste<br />

What you gonna do, when we come in and block your space?<br />

Rather stick your fucking forehead and cock the blades<br />

Dance around with a loaded glock in waist<br />

Half of yall cats ain't locked and load, yall locked and laced<br />

We come through the building and we stop your faith<br />

What's the deal Illy Ill, yo drop the break.<br />

<br />

Chorus (x2):<br />

Craig G, Illy I'll form the ultimate alliance<br />

These cowards think they tough until the shots start flying<br />

What happened to them lyrics that you spit about iron<br />

You're the reason that the rap game's dying

Get this song at:  amazon.com  sheetmusicplus.com

Share your thoughts

0 Comments found