What It Is The Ill Spoken (Ft. Franchise)

[Intro: Franchise]
It's Ill Spoken, Franchise

[Verse 1: Franchise]
Yo, I've been illin' since a youngin, and I'm still the truth
Just give me a microphone so I can come conceal the truth
An animal; the way I kill this booth
Untamed, so put your shotguns down, 'cause this—
Illin' since a youngin, and I'm still the truth
Just give me a microphone so I can come conceal the tr—
Illin' since a youngin, and I'm still the truth
Just give me a microphone so I can—
Illin' since a youngin, and I'm still the truth
Just give me a microphone so I can come conceal the truth
An animal; the way I kill this booth
Untamed, so put your shotguns down
'Cause this Glaze heat, I'm here to tacklе now (Woo)
Beat it up, get inside thе track's mid-section
A flow this flame could only be a clear blessin' (You know it)
That Pittsburgh black and gold, you know what they're reppin' (412)
It's Steel City 'til I'm clear breathless
Or on my way to the gates, blowin' haze 'til I'm near heaven
Calm dude 'til you tick me off, then I appear devilish (Uh)
Slice the flesh, break 'em down, eat 'em Dahmer style (Ooh)
Tim McVeigh when I play the way I'm bombin' sounds
TNT through your speakers, we the real roasters (Uh-huh)
The kill smoker and The Ill Spoken (Let's go)
So that's more words, more herb, potent for the smoke session (Uh)
Only the finest chee will be blowin' reefer