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letra de ill boy - skum from deathcamp

[part 1]

[intro]
ill boy
anythin’ i do or same it’s a problem
brudda calm down let’s just solve it
you got knives and sh-t, think you gonna win this
i got 2 big fists, that’s the difference
homie shot him and you got a shotty
and you got a shorty, i am the witness
mr. ill boy, is stuck in that different place
he don’t know what to do and he can’t even get laid

[verse 1]
huh, let me k!ll this
huh, ay, let me k!ll this
uh, ay, let me k!ll this
uh, ay
yeah, i’m the illest boy my country ever seen
i’ma make a scene, not even past 16
yeah, i am tryna get fame
and y’all are tryna laid
and y’all are tryna drink lean?
hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up
run it back, sk-mmy on the track
he a f-ckin’ chiropract-or
run his head over with a f-cking tractor
reverse my last words you a rotten milk carton
get a f-cking car tint at los-santos customs
big ill boy, don’t get me started
generals came by, ill boy is already drafted
[verse 2]
ill boy, back in this b-tch, one year of rappin’
he been rappin’ since-
ill boy, back in this b-tch, keep movin’ like mothaf-ckin parkinson’s
ushanka on my head, think that i’m a f-cking gangster
waitin’ for someone to come to me, say
“let’s rob a bank sir”
not legal money, put it in her f-ckin’ punani
wonderin’ the f-ck is going on?
in j-panese it’s “何?”
fill ’em with the venom and eliminate ’em
shut the f-ck up em’
cole bennet, lemonade ’em
ill boy in this country, everyones obliterated
they come to my statue and they think that it is their placement
try to talk sh-t to me for interrupting
put you in my bas-m-nt, lace your drink with anti-skater
cause you’re nothin’ but a hater
put you in my f-ckin’ bas-m-nt
lace your drink with anti-skater
cause you nothin’ but a hater
“i never look forward to the new day”
“but why not?”
“there’s nothing to look forward to”

[part 2]
[chorus]
am i original?
yeah, yeah
am i the only one?
yeah, yeah
am i s-xual?
yeah, yeah
am i everything you need?
you better rock your body now
everybody, yeah, yeah
rock your body, yeah, yeah
everybody, rock your body

[verse 3]
i am menace, i am a dentist
take your t–th out and the head will be precious
take the fake lashes off, sh-t is tremendous
ill boy in this b-tch, he is spreadin’ awareness
take yo’ hoe, take yo’ hoe, ride around in venice
break all her sh-t, she losin’ her t–th
b-tch when i die, i’ma pass on my grace
call that bequeath
you’s underneath
i’m on the top
b-tch give me top
b-tch i’m okonma, i’m bunnyhop
i’m miles away
jazzy as f-ck, call me doo-bop
thats how we do it, b-tch that’s how we rock
y’all on my rooster
i don’t give a f-ck
countin’ my bread
i got focaccia and i got baguettes
ap, ap on my left
that is the fifth line from flatbed
yeah, hol’ up
[chorus]
everybody, yeah, yeah
rock your body, yeah, yeah
everybody, yeah, yeah
rock your body, rock your body now

[outro]
ill boy
ill boy

- skum from deathcamp

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