ILLigitt
I'm a 19 year-old aspiring musician currently residing in Leavenworth, KS. I've been rapping since I was 13. I sucked at it until I was 14 and I've been good at it since I was 15. I've fucking ruled at it since I was 16 and I started getting better when I was 17. I became so amazing that I required a human sacrifice when I turned 18. I turned 19 and still have not received what is now my annual sacrifice, so now I refuse to keep making music until someone appeases me. My penis is several minutes long, and I am un-full of shit like you wouldn't believe.
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Lyrics
Ia€™m not the type of guy that gets hurt by criticism
Ia€™ll sit and listen to the issues youa€™re having
With my spit, my voice, or how Ia€™m writing with this pencil
But if youa€™re trying to make waves, by throwing
Disses in my pond, your rocks wona€™t even ripple
You needna€™t fret, though, make a track
I guarantee Ia€™d outspit you with bleeding strep throat
I speak the best dope, from East to West coast
Theya€™re feeling my sh** , you got a couple yes-men
And a dirty toilet bowl thata€™s feeling your sh**
Ia€™m ahead of the hip type, giving you hope
For musical evolution through political insight
You criticize me, for not acting thug
But then you send me a diss, typed, over the internet
And call me the b*** , you think you over me?
Shut the f*** up and think before you speaka€¦
I never really took the time to realize
What youa€™re doing, but I use it, and I put it in my music
a€˜Cause it helps me to write, and say what I like
When I speak from my mind, so Ia€™m telling you, right nowa€¦
Thank youa€¦
4/20/03, my freshman CD
Was a little bit of dope, with a little bit of quality
A little bit of stress, and it was lacking in apologies
It was like, Ia€™m a€˜bout to rock as an ace alone
a€˜Cause, in its autonomy it made me known
Gave me home and a place in the game with a face
And a name people hate, theya€™re saying it in vain
With a basis of bull sh** wack assumptions
But thata€™s not the way to interact or function
Dude said I was done a€˜cause I had minimal new joints
Youa€™re showing nothing but a limited viewpoint
So fall back down to your memorya€™s inner bars
And see your all maxed out credibility credit card
And ita€™s all blacked out just to better your repertoire
I see you stepping hard, acting like tough sh**
a€˜Til you busted when I challenge you to step up and touch wit
You think you intimidate, acting bitter and violent
But I think, and I blaze past your primitive mindset
The people you rhyme with? A comedy club
Rapping a€˜bout guns, while youa€™re telling me not to be thug?
Ita€™s not a shock to me a€˜cause the ignorance has to be
One of the main things plaguing this earth, after beef
You laughing, a€˜cause you think your blasphemya€™s owning
But you cana€™t see, your flattery is gassina€™ me, homie
a€˜Cause people I never met before are trying to act like they know me
And say sh** when theya€™re ignorant to half of the story
I mastered these motives, notice how the craft has exploded
Into the tongue of the common man, average and broke kids
Will throw disses around, masking the focus
And claim an open mind, after it closes
Herea€™s some advice for you, before I thank you for all this:
Stay off of my mammoth. Dona€™t be hassling Otus.
