iLLUSiONS

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Oh shit

Listen
I'll lose ions of wars
If I can keep on movin' on
Would you do the same
If you could no longer play with cards
If you could no longer fool motherfuckers
With slieghts and scars
If the end of the world was french drops
And false starts
Would you stop or nah

C'mon CMX
You know me better than the rest
Instead of spittin' riddles
Express that info in your chest
Left a broken index
Written book test
False inspection
Couldn't force me to stop
Like a destined selection

I don't now how proper things
Properly control
They probably force
And take offerings
Of course
Please stop palmin' the fours
You think that your better then me
After I obviously just performed
The same trick that you just transformed
Derik, give these fuckers the award

Perfect ten c'mon man
Diamonds in the palm of my hand
On the climb to the top
And I might drop a rhyme to break the silence
Oops, that was a trick
Now it's fixed
Illusions in my mind, you don't even exist

What you percieve, is not what it's gonna be
Illusions right in front of me
What fools is not what your wondering
Illusion is all your gonna be
What you percieve, is not what it's gonna be
Illusions right in front of me
What fools is not what your wondering
Illusion is all your gonna be

Torn and restored
Like street magic at a corner store
Endeavored to leer me to the floor
Well I got eleven theories if not more
To why I'm the monarch in this sport
Step on the deck, the magicians court
C'mon Corey, what's all the negative provision for
Don't go bitchin' 'cause I rep more gold
Than the entire town of Pittsburgh
My pen'll kill you
Rest assured
Hold more arsenal than the allied force
Strike deal me a second card
Fightin' my feels with a wreckened heart
Glidin' my sleeve
And I can't breath
Like a severed tree
I'm tearin' apart

Turnin' back the time
Like it's upside down
Waitin' on the fire
So I can burn five pounds
Fixin' my bite
So I don't talk like clowns
King of rhymes
And colorblind
I need help
Just to find my crowns
What you see is what you get
With illusions, you become the bitch
I flow like water, y'all the wicked witch
'Cause I got that drip, and y'all ride the stick
And talk shit like gibberish
Which of y'all is next on my hitlist
My illusion witness
Keep Mastering Life bitches
It's CMX this time
Y'all can't fuck with me

What you percieve, is not what it's gonna be
Illusions right in front of me
What fools is not what your wondering
Illusion is all your gonna be
What you percieve, is not what it's gonna be
Illusions right in front of me
What fools is not what your wondering
Illusion is all your gonna be
What you percieve, is not what it's gonna be
Illusions right in front of me
What fools is not what your wondering
Illusion is all your gonna be
What you percieve, is not what it's gonna be
Illusions right in front of me
What fools is not what your wondering
Illusion is all your gonna be

What do ya think
Trash or Pass
Pass
The classic kind
Damn right
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'll call you later bro



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Writer(s): Zackary Broadhead
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