Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Illness , by -Release date: 12.01.2017
Song language: English
Illness |
| This cut is old school like a Cutlass |
| Mitch Martin swag boy, catch me on the uptick |
| Plan is to bust this, hands on your muskets |
| But they’re too slow, flow bland and it’s rustic |
| This is a must hit, rhyming quintuplets |
| Got these rappers screaming it’s a social injustice |
| And I got soul so my vocals never lustless |
| Haven’t found yours? |
| Let me help you get in touch with |
| It |
| We the illest in here |
| Gonna spit some boss flows on these consiglieres |
| Prick up ya ears, Pete Flux sick and severe |
| Homie class is in session get cha syllabus clear |
| Rob-O and Pete Flux hip-hop survivalist |
| Name ain’t Tito, but I make my mama proud |
| I share with the people, never bring the drama loud |
| Plotting on the sequel sitting in my domicile |
| An eagle to these seagulls, but I’m covered by a shroud |
| Of society’s malaise, a maze of low standards |
| Plethora of food that’s made to grow cancers |
| But it’s just a phase, the brain gets so hampered |
| Smashing on these slaves that’s paid with no answers |
| Can you see what we see? |
| Feel what we feel? |
| New York, Atlanta to Paris the shit is ill |
| The flow is global |
| Rob-O and Pete Flux world famous supreme team |
| Your favorite rappers, favorite rappers that’s my intro |
| It’s been so, since I picked up the pencil |
| Dj Parental, instrumental for the streets |
| Shout to Pete Rock, Heavy D, rest in peace |
| Aiming for the top spot saying I’m a hot shot |
| Buzz cooking slow like I threw it in a crockpot |
| Getting the respect of a samurai’s top knot |
| Taking you apart like I’m working in a chop shop |
| I am good press, you’re an actress with a crotch shot |
| Skipping on the track so my lyrics playing hopscotch |
| Now it’s going down, I’m glad you discovered it |
| This is how ill sounds if you were to double it |