Lyrics
ROCK IT PRODUCTIONS - BLACK SHADOWS
Ayo, I'm a scholar with rhythm,
They only call you Illnis cuz your an HIV victim with symptons,
Bitch-ass motherfucker, can't you do nothin' right?
Your type to bring mace to a knife fight,
Talent's what your lackin,
Bout to catch a good smackin,
Cut your tongue off cuz your ain't got no passion for rappin,
You beatin me is like a fat fucker vasting,
You ain't gonna see that shit happen,
I'm gonna rip ya hard and leave ya scarred,
Come on dawg,
You just a bitch tryin that can't handle his part
Like JFK's bodyguard,
Ayo, I'm tryin to be nice and make this a fair fight,
Ahh fuck it, I'll just send ya to the white light,
Have ya disappear into the night,
This is gonna end fast like the spice girl's careers,
I see ya tears cuz I got everything ya fear right here,
See ya sweatin cuz I'm beheadin
Like it's Armageddon,
You gettin' kicked harder than a ball in soccer,
Yo, you just got fucked worse than the Central Park Jogger,
SECOND VERSE
You should quit now and don't even fuss,
Cuz you ain't nothing much,
You ain't got no lyrical touch,
I'm servin ya so much
Throw ya in a river and watch ya sink stone,
So nice, people lookin at me and wanna make a clone,
My rhymes are penetratin the skin, straight up hittin the bone,
Call ya Michael Jackson after I flatten ya nose,
Label ya impotent, cuz you don't even come close,
Ayo, I'm like the hands of time, ya can't stop me,
Castrate ya, so your no longer cocky,
Illnis just loves to stop and drop on his knees,
The last time he got sick with it he was inhalin the breeze,
He started to sneeze,
Got all worried cuz he was running a temp of 99 degrees,
People are hooked on my shit like morphine,
I'm takin your head like a guillotine,
Your only ill enough to receive saline,
Illnis is full of so much shit he has to get his colon cleaned.
