Kola Mac - I'm Ill lyrics
rate me[Hook]
I’m ill, motherfucker, I’m ill
I’m ill, motherfucker, I’m ill
I’m ill, motherfucker, I’m ill
Ill like the swine flu, H1N1,
Yeah, sick when I get it
How I make stacks income
I rake that in some, stacks that up in some
A wicked mind state, that I am in
Cause if it’s cake I’m in, for big stakes I’m in cause
You niggas know me well, mister fast spot inches
Getting head by bitches, getting head by bitches
Yeah, we call that a go, of a pea gold nigga
Feel like I run this bitch, like baby and nip niggas
Potato on the nozzle, how gravy of them niggas
Dug they own graves, how crazy of them niggas
It’s nothing know I love it, gave shovels to them niggas
Still, this wicked side big business
Still choppin chains, switching lanes waist deep
Kola been in it
I’ve been body, watch me get get it
Or you can meet me at the shark tank, I swim in it
Cause I’m ill
[Hook] x 2
I’m ill, motherfucker, I’m ill
I’m ill, motherfucker, I’m ill
I’m ill, motherfucker, I’m ill
Ill like the swine flu, H1N1,
Ill like the swine flu, H1N1,
Watch me pour it up
Like pneumonia, call the coroner
And tell him start the slow singing
The flower bringing
I tell you what’s the reason
I kill shit, leave shit leaning
Cause niggas wanna hear my long genes
But by the way you know coach k
Keeps moving the long way
Okay, so radio broken, need no play
I gotta push more yay
Be burning kush all day
I’m gone nigga, fall way
You think I’m crazy tell em watch this parlay
Fuck your head up, fuck that foreplay
See I won’t change up, but I need more change
Don’t hug that road up, to leg no more lanes
I keeps that banger, but this ain’t for games
K I reload it, now here comes more pain
You spook nigga, I got it bad, what it do
I’m the motherfucking truth
Watch me throw it up, out the motherfucking roof
[Hook] x 2
I’m ill, motherfucker, I’m ill
I’m ill, motherfucker, I’m ill
I’m ill, motherfucker, I’m ill
Ill like the swine flu, H1N1,
Ill like the swine flu, H1N1,
Watch me pour it up
Like I’m from illadale sick of sickest sales
Pulling up on sick em all, there ain’t a nigga sick em all
And all the bitches know, cause all the bitches go
I run through them like yeah,...
Oh yeah that’s when birds flip,
Now I’m talking work shit,
Flying through the traffic, be blasting on my work shift
A locksmith, whole keys say I’m a wordsmith
Know the feds got the drop on me like bird shit
And yet I still dabble, and haters still tattle
Send shots to you snakes, watch em rattle
They rattled on sea boy, fuck the shit chatter
Where the statements that you drop
Snitching it don’t matter
You belong in a sewer rat bastards
Get head, get fresh to death, for your caskets
Your days are numbered, all I gotta say to you
On the set, watch me throw it up, out the sunroof
[Hook] x 2
I’m ill, motherfucker, I’m ill
I’m ill, motherfucker, I’m ill
I’m ill, motherfucker, I’m ill
Ill like the swine flu, H1N1,
Ill like the swine flu, H1N1,
Watch me pour it up.
