Who Be the Illest?

Yeah Ima let you mother fuckers know
How the west side roll uh
Yay yay
Yo it's time to bring that shit back
West side
Nah mean? Yeah
Check it out
As I maintain to bring the pain to the brain
I remain top dog of this Hip Hop thing
The sound waves that I produce from my vocal range
Wouldn't believe my skin tone be whiter than cocaine
Venomous lyrics got your nervous system twitching
I spit real shit so listen to the rhymes I be kicking
If you can't stand the heat then stay the fuck out the kitchen
Matter fact stay there coz most of y'all rappers are bitches
I'm allergic to this new school bullshit rap
With their turtle necks and tight jeans I'm trapped in the nineties
And why the fuck do you bitches want to fight me?
Is it coz I don't take this rap shit lightly?
If that's the case then you better find a new career
Coz I won't hesitate to make you faggots disappear
Nah I'm just playing if you wanna throw down then throw down
But don't get mad when I walk away with my crown
Bitch rappers claiming they bang bang
But really they ain't never done a damn thing
Turn snitch when they see the law patrolling
You gonna catch a bullet if yo ass a hoe man
Yeah, who be the illest from the west side? Me
Who spit fire from the west side? Me
Who show love for the west side? Me
Who hold it down for the west side? Me
Hip Hop ain't dead but it's dying fo sho
Coz the industry now is full of punk ass hoes
I know Hip Hop's changing and this be a new era
But you'll never see me sell out coz I keep my mind clever
Drama setter why? Coz I spit what's real?
Coz I don't deal with chumps to scared to break a fucking nail
I take some old school shit and put that shit on blast
Not you coz you more fake than a Nicki Minaj ass
Chronic leaf up on my arm so you know I'm dope
You can picture what I say I got that hieroglyphic flow
Scriptures written on tall pillars of gold
Coz the game is to be told and not to be sold
Inhale the chronic and blow it out slow
I was destined for this I can feel it in my soul
God blessed me with a mic and taught me how to use it
So stop the bullshit and make some real fucking music uh
Bitch rappers claiming they bang bang
But really they ain't never done a damn thing
Turn snitch when they see the law patrolling
You gon' catch a bullet if yo ass a hoe man
Yeah, who be the illest from the west side? Me
Who spit fire from the west side? Me
Who show love for the west side? Me
Who hold it down for the west side? Me
Bitch rappers claiming they bang bang
But really they ain't never done a damn thing
Turn snitch when they see the law patrolling
You gon' catch a bullet if yo ass a hoe man
Yeah, who be the illest from the west side? Me
Who spit fire from the west side? Me
Who show love for the west side? Me
Who hold it down for the west side? Me



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Writer(s): Michael James Goral
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