The Illest On The Mic Machas With Attitude (Ft. Brodha V & Smokey The Ghost)

[Verse 1: Smokey]

Rhyme legend got chicks to blow like 9/11
Where I'm living, killers get in line to climb heaven
I-pill in the girl who spent the night with him
Punch faster than cars driven by Kimi Räikkönen
Watch what you say, watch what you do
It’s risky fools, don't let my wrist be loose
I got 62's and the list includes
That my my slap make your head do frisbee moves
With my multies so dam funky, you don’t need Bob Marley
Ain't talkin bout my part but I do job hardly
Hardly do jobs cause I got the paper
That's green like the grass but I never re-cycle
I play lead out the mac till you lay dead
Sleep with spears in my bed like K-fed
I got some acid left, got my basics right
Make red turn blue in the litmus light
Like Ho Ho hoes in the Christmas fight
Listeners fight, for my CDs with a vicious might
Plus the fist is tight but don't mess with the guy
S-M-O-K-E-Y

[Chorus]:
Machas, repping the streets of B-Town
The illest on the mic
Machas, repping the streets of B-Town
The illest on the mic