Forever M.C. and It's Different - Terminally Ill lyrics

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Forever M.C. and It's Different - Terminally Ill lyrics

Big Chi in the building M80 what it do Rebel Army sh** Wordplay is what I made a lot of money off of Long before the rap game ever went corporate The first day that my first single dropped With a verse, I was God puttin' rappers in they coffins I talk, it's all how I phonetically talk, it's hella kinetically dog And every move that I walk, superhero genetically, sellin' out every market Wordsmith, marksmith, everybody's baby-mama target Zoom, Zoom, Spit at jet propulsion My Rihanna transferring deeper than the blackest ocean Mind-lax in lotion, ma** of notion, slashin' throats and crashin' boats, I'm a ma**ive vulture, raps slack Results of murdering the ropes I'm shatterin' cattle and catapults with hammer quotes Convincin' folks that I'm God from above and miraculous like the leaders of all the last past cla**ic of codes Some type of sh** that make a coward want to settle every beef that we ever had And wake up on the wrong side of the bed more like a bed of nails being impaled, inside of quicksand Expand and it's wearin' a wristband, ain't gettin' backstage, slappin' you with my left hand Your nasal pa**ages collapsin', drippin' like Tristan, a legend of the fall, see that it was Tristan Too much sinning now I'm barely existing a hemi transmission that's stuck in position So a cannon in our cannon is necessary to stop the narcoleptic poison to the pen insurrection like writ van Even if a hater never see me shine bright What I write will still be the highlight of his timeline Walk a fine line, spit a guideline, trick a weird cheery to his own with a pom pom Put you in your place, usual plot, punch you in your face, usual spot It's doodoo what I do to a cop, my brain is polluted and all [?] f** a b**h till a uterus rot, n***a please stop They didn't want me to put out another album until I shot out every vowel and alphabetical character That can never damage the word, my plan is a prefered Chino was the sickest spitter in America Who the f** you think you f**in' with? I- (am the magnificent) Who the f** you think you f**in' with? I-, I- (am the magnificent) Who the f** you think you f**in' with? I-, I-, I- (am the magnificent) Who the f** you think you f**in' with? I-, I-, I- (f**in' with) I- I'm a walkin' and talkin' apocalypse, I'm a boss and tall as a monolith I'm the author of all that is ominous, I'm a haul off, show you all my dominance Brought a sawed-off, put a officer off in a coffin, sarcophagus Off of my confidence, I'ma raw dog y'all broads from my obelisk After you swallow this dick, I ain't never callin' y'all, I'm anonymous I hate what the problem is, I write like a columnist, I write like a novelist I write like my life in the end, if I don't get it in with the pen I'ma die in a bottomless pit like where Osama is f** all that kinda sh**, Dominick right where your mama live High with a llama bigger than a prehistoric hippopotamus Ready to draw blood quicker than a Phlebotomus Goddamn I'm good, cigar and beard, goddamn I'm Suge Ask me to get on a track and like a hog, f** a pig p**y, go HAM I would Crook came back with the murder nonsense I murder like I never even heard my conscious Only n***a iller than me is Irving Johnson Only n***a realer than me deserve a Oscar Gotta be an actor, not only a factor I'm an anomaly like a poverty-stricken n***a gettin' richer and richer in a dishonest economy Kinda like I did 'cause every verse is monster Monster, n***a I said monster Sicker than Trump stickin' his dick in Ivanka Sicker than Billy Clinton playin' the harmonica with Monica Lewinsky lickin' his Willy Wonka Conquer any MC that I face, squeeze at a pace Tyler that could seize and a wraiths, reach in my waist, k**in' 'em Any bullets I ain't feelin' 'em, I'm reptilian I regenerate, I'm the reason to hate In the game it could change like Caesars I'll still get my piece of the cake, go Philly when the cheese is at stake Then I'ma leave you the plate, California, I'm the king of the state Who the f** you think you f**in' with? I- (am the magnificent) Who the f** you think you f**in' with? I-, I- (am the magnificent) Who the f** you think you f**in' with? I-, I-, I- (am the magnificent) Who the f** you think you f**in' with? I-, I-, I- (f**in' with) I- Leavin' up at the carnage So many wanna be k**as and hit the milla but they harmless With it, I stay armed, strippin' away garments Sick as the mission a n***a itchin' to slay vermin Slippin' away tarnished, pick up the pace Clippin' the sh** of a triple today Frickin' decay like an animal, n***a sniffin' the prey Taking the A technician I pick it and they swarm it S with the illy with it That's when they get with it dissin' the Tech, they really get it Whatever happened to him? In the neck, the milli hit it Chopper hoppin' up and then I'm poppin' a wheelie with it Set it to burn, look at the way I deaded the germ Pathetic, now I got 'em headed for urns, bussin' at me and get it returned Obliterated, the bombin' the battlin', I don't know the medical term Eat when the beef hot never takin' no cheap shot Just k**a when the beat drop n***a with the beat boppin', I don't be C-walkin' You can bet we be hoppin' off in the B block, like a whistlin' tea pot I su-woo and the R-E-D got me watched off in the street with the G-R-A-V-E Plott Whippin' away from a crazy KC cop Past the Hen', pa** the pen Put it up on the paper the pitiful punks pa**ed again Pick the package of diluted pathogens the pill, lemme put patches in I'm in the zone, I ain't never known an equal Look at the rhyme, bussin' mine f**in' the people Is it the crime? With the 9, duckin' in the steeple I'm in the slime, buckin' in time, f** it, I'm evil Sick of Samhain, I'm seekin' you s**ers to shake and slam lames And seein' you suffer, a k**a campaign, comin' to cut ya Bluckin', blam brains, bang on a buster When I spit it, ain't nobody f**in' with it Give it, everything I rip it, they wanna give me a ticket But they never quick enough for me, so you better forget it Who the f** you think you f**in' with? I- (am the magnificent) Who the f** you think you f**in' with? I-, I- (am the magnificent) Who the f** you think you f**in' with? I-, I-, I- (am the magnificent) Who the f** you think you f**in' with? I-, (f**-, f**-), I-, (f**-, f**in' with) I- Wait a minute homie, stop the press, I'm the best The hardest in the game, f** a celebrity buy some a** I must've comped his a** any rapper saying that he lyrical but its an emission like 'Roger that' Like I'm an astronaut that blasted off, abort and battled [?], smash through astroids and landed my aircraft to Mars Match me for bar for bar, sh** I'm on another planet, y'all could latch Where's the applause for that? You never hear 'em clap for him Did it all without a major label platform Get to the ballin', he swishin, break another backboard Sick of all the bullsh** I had to absorb So past to fast forward I'm a good song hero Hit me on the song like homeboy he though When they see me in person, they be at at a loss for words like Mariah Carey at a New Years Eve show Now please don't bite the Migos, they warm 90 percent of rappers got the same style now East, west, down south went and had a pow wow Most of 'em decide to bite each other, how the f** is this allowed now? It's like I'm stuck up in a outhouse, can't avoid the sh** smell, inhale, chemtrails You can be see the SoundCloud, this ain't on the in well Rappers gettin' deals, get shelved, get mad when their ship sail Clintel misspelled, move then if you don't wanna get on with the movement Smooth in the booth when it's moonlit but I will get a good down like I'm at a new lip Let the camera zoom in, see my famous face Still sippin' Crown Royal, no Ace of Spades I murder every verse I'm on, in fact, when my verse are done you's the one sayin' amazin' grace 'Cause I R-I-P these beats, what's my name? They call me R-I-T-T-Z from the A And I put on for the North and I'm hard to ignore Here's another 1 bar for the course While their boys, wanna try to hold a candle with him I don't really recommend it, I don't think you really want to war They call me Rittz b**h!

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