The Illest Slaughterhouse

[Verse 1: Joell Ortiz]
Rusty nine getting gully on the roof
This so rough, I left my skully on in the booth
I drag my tin boots through the gutter with the troops
That'll fire at you while you with your mother on the stoop
Ain't nothin' nice, filling five cent cups with ice
Ass crack stuffed with the stuff that the custies like
My flow inspired by po-po riding by
Cause little Jojo let the .44 iron fly
So expect nothing but heat from me, when the beat ugly
I sour dollar spit, ain't nothing sweet money
So whoever say Ortiz hungry is lying
I’m starving, I’m famine, man I act like I never eat sonny
I keep ya head nodding, when the bass pumping
And you can hate cousin, but don’t say something
And no face muggin’, I’m S-H-A-D-Y
Slaughterhouse all day, youngin'

[Hook: Notorious B.I.G.]
Lyrically I’m untouchable, uncrushable
Ask your friends, who’s the illest

[Verse 2: Crooked I]
Yeah, rap is in danger
Crooked I was born in a California manger
God of the West coast, know the flow nice
When you’re signed to Shady/Aftermath and used to be on Death Row
What if my, gun and I, sing you a lullaby
Nullify your skull in 5 seconds by putting a slug inside
Run and hide, I’m on some money goon shit
Married to the streets, honeymoon shit, yeah, fuck a bride
I’m 'bout to go Van Gogh and I have to reach
For slavery guns, that mean I draw a masterpiece
I spit darts quick as a spliff sparks
Writtens’ll kick start, split you in six parts
Which part of "I’m the shit and you a skid mark" did you not get?
Put you in a ditch when it’s pitch dark, make your bitch suck my dick, clark
That's what you get, heard that you a snitch
Now get that tattoo that say life, cause you a bitch