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letra de fire in the booth - illmac

[verse 1: illmac]
uh, i’m in the building and the squad with me
learned from the plug be consistent with the quality
it’s k!ll or be k!lled, that’s the principle it gotta be
better act like you know, like these b-tches do astrology
my face on the flyer, it ain’t difficult to plot on me
pistol in the boxer briefs
i’m a gambling man so, for the right ticket i’ll hit you like the lottery
whipping ‘til my wrist is arthritic, and it locks on me
b-tch i got the sauce, mix it with the collard greens
plant-based diet, chase twisting up the broccoli
i never fell victim, to the industry’s hypocrisies
and treated battle rap, like that b-tch was just a knock to me
i’m cooking daily
ooh the socials got ‘em looking crazy
less talk more action, the line i’m pushing lately
took a loss but it couldn’t faze me, wouldn’t break me
just to put it plainly
it’s still the same attitude when i was coming up
like if moms ain’t a millionaire i ain’t done enough
if pops punching a clock, then i ain’t done enough
700 copped my first bucket, hopped off the struggle bus
now i’m sunk in them bucket seats up in something plush
get ya’ money up, nuttin’ special just what a hustler does
they said ‘what if your run’s over?’ i said ‘what if it was?
if that’s what you focused on, then my money’s on us’
holy mackerel god-body tabernacle
throw a stone and hide ya’ hand, back to acting natural
drawing mags and ammo
drawing lead like a acme anvil, pick ya’ adam’s apple
i’ll have ya’ family rocking matching tattoos, you wouldn’t wax a candle
off acid tabs and a half a handle i ain’t acting rational
i know a shooter from nutty who’s glad to crack ya’ cashew
send ya’ body cross-country and stamp the package ‘fragile’
past warnings can’t ignore me no longer
the path of origin, the rap historians honor
failed and i faltered, my past a story of karma
the bounce-back to glory, they can’t endure what i conquered
heart black and porous, a different category of monster
i’m holding back, can’t imagine half the horrors i conjure
before battle i chant a warrior’s mantra
then c-ck the hammer back, like blacksmiths forging mandalorian armor
screws loose, outta order these d-ck-sucking mc’s
rap soft i hacksaw, jim duggan these beats
like f-ck a ice cream challenge, the fifth tucked in my jeans
i wanna go viral, i’ll pull out, l!ck something and leave
we cigar-smoking, boss pulling strings behind the scenes
clarence avant focus, i’m calm soaking up game
this osmosis, you c-ckroaches get composted
start rolling you get the picture that’s stop-motion
i’m the best, y’all know it, i’m raw coke and they cut first like shirts on hulk hogan
hit rock bottom like dwayne johnson
they, rock-smoking, lamar odom, you soft-spoken
snap and play the villain like josh brolin it’s god’s moment
ill
[verse 2: illmac]
none of these cats on my level
native blood trails the path of a rebel
taught take what you want without having to settle
but they’d rather see us trapped in the ghetto, so we strapped with the metal
packing out like fans in the venue at capacity, but a high-capacity mag isn’t in you
act like you special then you back on the menu
was close to meeting my match, guess they had to reschedule
dance around on the beat, the beat dance with the devil
my heart black as the kettle that’s what my actions’ll tell you
falling off? no, not even close
lit off the firewater getting thrown like letting a molotov go
they bigheaded, knock it off before i knock it off
tried to bury the hatchet and caught a tomahawk, woah
they sleeping on me i’m watching ‘em nodding off slow
f-ck this chain, bracelet and watch, my ambience glow
gold, while they jewelry shopping at the mall
my breath smelling like champagne and caviar
they can’t holler at b-tches without a app involved
i ain’t even mad at y’all, i prefer -n-log
that p-ssy drive me crazy, trapped between them padded walls getting high diving it yelling ‘cannonball’
drum sounding like barrum-bum-bum
drinking, sauvignon blanc with some young blonde, admit it
rock solid ain’t sh-t you could say
six-six plus the sins we commit in a day
if that piece of sh-t went from the apprentice to the president, ay
psh, rome wasn’t built in a day
i went from, minimum wage doing bidness with chase
to walking, into a chase tryna get in the safe
picking the lock, kidding officer i’m innocent, ay
i was in a different city that particular day
i’m talking, money with homes tryna flip an estate, then dip from the state
in the kitchen baking tryna get to the cake
trigger finger itching bet ooh the sh-t isn’t safe
the jewelry rented and they pendant is fake, i’m different
that ass is real, let it sit on my face
serving d-ck like duck confit, finish ya’ plate
yuh, get in where you fit in sh-t, long as you don’t get in the way
i’ll have ‘em missing if they feeling a way
sh-t, i ain’t a k!ller but don’t push me, like makaveli
pull ya’ b-tch, i’m acting petty, leave me alone
revenge is the sweetest thing next to getting p-ssy ‘til you get revenge by getting p-ssy, to each his own
ill
[verse 3: illmac]
i remember reduced lunches, skipping consecutive meals
now we do lunches with exec’s and still stress on the bill
somewhere between on the verge, and on the edge of my feels
thoughts in my head, tryna tell my pessimism to chill
when i go, mention me amongst the legends for real
north on my back, got a life-long membership in the ‘ville
watched some switch up depending on whose presence they feel
nothing faker than tryna fit somebody’s definition of real
man, i forget what the choice was
something about choosing to feel or avoid love
young thousand-aire, rocking billionaire boys club
like oh i see, you just filling that void huh?
i already know, and those i ghosted i apologize
just needed to cleanse my energy of them toxic vibes
now it’s ‘new phone, who dis?’
if, only i knew then what i know now, was clueless
but deep down i always knew this
knew me, old soul, the shoe fits
everybody’s a icon, what we do for a few cl!cks
yo, old soul, the shoe fits
but the truth is
sometimes i feel outta place, like i’m not really from here
like i inherited these memories and this identity and i’m waiting to go back somewhere
like i’ll wake up from this dream and think ‘oh yeah i am me, that dream was weird’
just play along
staying calm, ignore the voices in my head unless i’m making songs
and that’s the way we bond
probably hard to be with me period
feelings only show once in a while to keep up appearances
d-mn
but what’s life if you take away the challenges?
it’s not the situation, it’s what you take away and balance it
i embraced the hardships and made the pain my catalyst
just remember n0body ever blamed they way to happiness
ill

- illmac

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