Tulkojums: Ill Flow Crew. Lielība.
got an ill side that drips from my brain at times It still thinks of the psycho and brutal crimes I still remember when I had a low cash flow No hoes,
a broken neck All alone in darkness I sit each night Write my rhymes with blood upon a butcher knife You say, "The Ice is ill", an' ill I am They try
nothin' funny Raise the risk, raise the profit And can't nobody stop it Unless your game's weak So player don't sleep The streets crawl with ill niggas
I'll grab you with the pinchers And no, I didn't retire, I'll snatch you up With the needle nose pliers Like mutual Omaha Got the ill boat, you've never
ok, i got this chrome on this bugatti Im strong in this bugatti 2 v8?s aint no such thing as driving calm in this bugatti Bitch I?m bad Im worse Ill
with disobeyin the law One false move and ill be back in the yard,(This is for my thugs) If i had a choice i wouldn't do it again Ill unload the clip
dirty feet you'll get defeated like Kunta Kinte, I'm kin to, align crew My great, great, grandpap done been through so much it's in my hemoglobin to be a ill
rent, but saves your soul You know the drill, it go: [Mos & Diverse simultaneously] Hotter than most dudes From left to right, on top and below you Flow
, next to Jay D This funkdafide baby keep 'em crazy My mentality happen to be livin' lavish With formalities of having the fat shit My status is impeccable We wreckin' yo crew
, it's that brother coming six billion feet from beneath And you should be peep-in how I get smoked-out on the weekend I swing it to my crew or down to
't roll with no crews that do the same ol' same's so I travel the seventh plain by the way of coal train, And that's an ill though, niggas get caught
great seats I flow greater than your navigator I drop in your town, blocked your data Pimps's all comin' through with a hot pair of gators And a crew
boys that ill burn em ill put a hammer in their sternum and these swag might men I've gotta teach and learn em and if you want war ill merck your crew
Yea Fayettenam Uh, these niggas is playing Russian roulette with a full clip, foolish My crew is foolless naw we don't dance all we do is stay two steps
Refrain: ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") Yeah, Big L is the first to represent. Verse One: Big L Yo, on the mic is Big L, that brother
tapping Then she'll bust a nut and guess what, now I'm flowing You try and act wild, I'll pull ya foul cause your style is stolen My crew said to catch
