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letra de once upon a time in la - illmaculate & onlyone

[verse 1: onlyone]
quiz pick up my tab, crown apple and c0ke
i choke a b-tch wit a gag: that’s a practical joke
r.i.p. diego, r.i.p. vicki, yeah blaze one
colt 1911, m4, a1
’38 mustang, pocket light wit the mag
in my pocket, hk, pocketknife wit the rag
yeah if you close enough to hug me you can feel the strap
my cousin got some time—tckh, but he’ll be back
my pops sold meth, i grew up close to death
cookin’ next to a pop bubblin’ like witches in macbeth
smokin’ cigarettes, playin’ lotto, they ain’t hit it yet
give me liberty or death, f-ck it, skip the middle steps
i got a scope on it, and my safety broke on it
i break up snow white on a vanity mirror and put my nose on it
i’m on that kryptonite, slomo in my cup
and if you ever roll my joint, homie, roll it wit a crutch
backwoods for chase, by the way, polo when we up
i got a dead body in my trunk rolled up in a rug
hold up, i put a can on my sh-t, you get sh-t-canned
ambidextrous, reload it then switch hands
we call them choppers like bikes and the sh-t need a kickstand
i could fire that b-tch while i’m sinkin’ in quicksand
hold up, all i heard was f-ck a ho, all i heard was f-ck a b-tch
they got rolled, everybody snitched—but the b-tch
i don’t spit game, i give a f-ck if i f-ck a b-tch
if she could suck a d-ck, then she can stomach it
and that’s just what it is
diss anyone, f-ck bein’ humble when i rap
shoot you in the face, b-tch, now you can mumble when you rap
it’s nada, it’s not a thing, bada bing, bada boom
tune you up with the auto, now you can sing in autotune
f-ck a rollie, i don’t buy my sh-t from switzerland
my flow on fire like water in flint, michigan
only

[interlude: illmac]
one
only and ill, ya b-tch!
total eclipse, uh

[verse 2: illmac]
contract on your head, it don’t have a loophole
flip the script, f-ck an oscar, i’ma act a fool though
leavin’ earth, high as h-ll on the planet pluto
weed serve, break a brick in half: call me daniel russo
face on the poster, you could say that i’m wanted
they left me hangin’, they forsakin’ a profit
now i’m laughin’ to the bank just to make a deposit
i’m on the case, i mean i’m plottin’ on the bank that i’m robbin’
cop a safe, store the keys for the safety deposit
n0body’s safe, hide a body in the cave like bin laden
check my pockets, get this kershaw blade if you want it
it come wit somethin’ american-made in my closet
shoppin’ medical chronic
coughin’ spreadin’ bubonic
sniff through old twenties for the extra residue on it
pedigree’s thorough, don’t put me on a pedestal, stop it
‘less you willin’ to catch my fall or throw some revenue on it
hear ’em talkin’ sh-t ain’t legible honestly
less you speak decimals, commas
wastin’ your breath like death isn’t promised
rep squad, embrace death before acceptin’ dishonor
never heard of him, had to google money
only time they seen racks when they google money
contracts with youtube gettin’ google money
tryna turn five figures into googol money
sh-t i seen shootouts on streets, police hardly intervenin’
f-ck around and catch some weed charges when you leavin’
so many straps have the tea party in agreement
at a trump rally like, “where’s lee harvey when you need him?”
settle for k!llin’ cops, metal four, f-ck a metaphor
my boy k!lled a cop and shoulda got a medal for it
predatory if they threaten war, that’s what they bred me for
what the f-ck you think i’m tryna get this bread up for?
sometimes when you got it, pssh, less is more
i’m good money, homie, f-ck i need ya credit for?
same outfit a week straight, dressin’ poor
socks mismatched, ten bands in my dresser drawer
ill

- illmaculate onlyone

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