[Chorus]
Still one of the illest, already proved it
The question is now, what you gonna do with it
Still one of the illest, already proved it
The question is now, what you gonna do with it
Still one of the illest, already proved it
The question is now, what you gonna do with it
Still one of the illest, already proved it
The question is now, what you gonna do with it
[Verse]
Still one of the illest, already proved it
Can-I-Bus and C-Anubis, I speak on behalf of a third of 0.02 or the whole rap music
Old-school camouflage rap BTUs with a loose fit
Polished my teeth with Q-tips, clean my eardrums out with toothpicks
My elbow grease lubricate the lubricant
The cold storage wallet I found in El Segundo
Had a 24 word passphrase that was unknown
Out of town by sundown, get away from Colombo
My handwritten note says, "Peace, I gotta run no"
South-of-the-border eating a bowl of Mexico Gumbo
My TRD Tundra toes a 20 tonne load
A green card cult approach, beat them punks to a pulp
Their operation checkpoint come to check their post
Metaphors broken down into fragments, trace element tracking analysis
Found rat poison in boric acid
The spoils of war, after the EMP, the food spoiled
We standing on red, white and blue soil
Urinate in crude oil, electronics wrapped in aluminium boil
That's a fact, ain't nobody got to prove it y'all
Fire engine show up after electric cars causing sparks
But they can't start until they parallel park
Bloody hell, I'm so fed up with the nignog talk
He's got all the gypsies, "Yeah, he's gon' big boss [?]"
If you ever see him knock his ass out, go in his pocket
And take that, er whatchamacallit, "You mean his key fob?"
No worries, we'll give him a tour of the FEMA fun camp
Enjoy your stay, file a complaint with a notary stamp
We'll send his black ass back to Black Panther land
Management enhanced from the new swabbing clan government grants
I don't give a fuck, nigga who the illest, I had enough of your ranks
I'ma start clapping at Dan, you better scram
Still one of the illest, already proved it
The question is now, what you gonna do with it
Still one of the illest, already proved it
The question is now, what you gonna do with it
Still one of the illest, already proved it
The question is now, what you gonna do with it
Still one of the illest, already proved it
The question is now, what you gonna do with it
[Verse]
Still one of the illest, already proved it
Can-I-Bus and C-Anubis, I speak on behalf of a third of 0.02 or the whole rap music
Old-school camouflage rap BTUs with a loose fit
Polished my teeth with Q-tips, clean my eardrums out with toothpicks
My elbow grease lubricate the lubricant
The cold storage wallet I found in El Segundo
Had a 24 word passphrase that was unknown
Out of town by sundown, get away from Colombo
My handwritten note says, "Peace, I gotta run no"
South-of-the-border eating a bowl of Mexico Gumbo
My TRD Tundra toes a 20 tonne load
A green card cult approach, beat them punks to a pulp
Their operation checkpoint come to check their post
Metaphors broken down into fragments, trace element tracking analysis
Found rat poison in boric acid
The spoils of war, after the EMP, the food spoiled
We standing on red, white and blue soil
Urinate in crude oil, electronics wrapped in aluminium boil
That's a fact, ain't nobody got to prove it y'all
Fire engine show up after electric cars causing sparks
But they can't start until they parallel park
Bloody hell, I'm so fed up with the nignog talk
He's got all the gypsies, "Yeah, he's gon' big boss [?]"
If you ever see him knock his ass out, go in his pocket
And take that, er whatchamacallit, "You mean his key fob?"
No worries, we'll give him a tour of the FEMA fun camp
Enjoy your stay, file a complaint with a notary stamp
We'll send his black ass back to Black Panther land
Management enhanced from the new swabbing clan government grants
I don't give a fuck, nigga who the illest, I had enough of your ranks
I'ma start clapping at Dan, you better scram
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