Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ill, artist - Mr. Lif. Album song Don't Look Down, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 14.04.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
Ill |
| Lemme break out |
| And listen to these voices in my shell |
| Is this heaven or another self created hell? |
| Please allow me these moments |
| To be open |
| And well spoken |
| That being said |
| Bob your head |
| And keep smokin' |
| Let’s explore the state of war |
| And maybe more |
| What’s at my core |
| Is even more raw than iron ore |
| And may contain a cure |
| If you’re holding on to the reigns of life too tight |
| Let go and undergo this flight |
| Hover over this plight |
| We call home |
| With notions that’s well known |
| With potions that’s held under lock and key |
| As property |
| Anoint this with ointments |
| So I can either heal or peel |
| Another layer |
| From this excavator |
| What would I do with all this extra data? |
| Nothing like your cell provider who would |
| Catalogue it |
| Sell it for a profit |
| We indulge and can’t stop it |
| Convenience addiction |
| Lenient with diction |
| More condos go up |
| A cruel depiction |
| Of this new eviction |
| Some would call it crucifixion |
| Pump the blues and listen |
| Refuse to lose your vision |
| Now it’s the dollar off |
| Holocaust |
| Sale prices |
| The real crisis |
| Lies in these divisive devises |
| Tarnishes collective consciousness |
| Garnishes wages |
| Harnessed in pages |
| Documents |
| Centerfold opulence |
| Real |
| I’m searching for a world that’s more chill |
| Crazy as it seem |
| Pls let me dream |
| It’s ill |
| Chorus Cuts by Mr. Sonny James |
| I can’t believe all this stimuli that’s in my eye |
| The instant gratification inside of every operation |
| Ain’t nobody waiting |
| But I’m contemplating a new dawn of patience |
| Askew and glued to this virtue so ancient |
| So pardon my urges to slow the world |
| And maybe hold my girl |
| And feel blessed |
| Just to exist |
| In the midst |
| Of this |
| These are the fundamentals |
| The long forgone essentials |
| The key simplicities |
| That open up the bliss in me |
| I used to be intrigued by mystery |
| If it’s confusing |
| I shun it |
| Never wanted illusion |
| Solutions cascade |
| Coursing through the core masquerade |
| Yet the real… |
| Is what you’re hearing after laughter fades |
| It’s that uncompromising silence |
| That either leads to violence |
| Or opens up the sky |
| So you can fly |
| Your own pilot |
| I’m immersed in such quiet |
| For fuel |
| I’ve got riots for fools |
| Who won’t buy it |
| When I offer oasis |
| Your coins could go faceless |
| Money evaporates |
| Hesitate to chase vapors |
| Lemme elaborate |
| If you peep the new paradigm |
| Inside my rhyme |
| There’s more room for inspired minds |
| Say goodbye to Cyberdine |
| When I align with the energetically divine |
| And follow signs |
| Indeed, the light shines |
| For real |
| Just a vision of a world that’s more chill |
| Crazy as it seem |
| Pls lemme dream |
| It’s ill |