ILL
She said, you the type to hold me tighter when your feeling stressed
And that's because I'm scared of dying with any regrets
Some borrowed, some hollow, it's all for the follow
I'm thinking more than average, even my thoughts have status
She doesn't know me after, only seen in between
The sheets and hard times
Questioning where the law thrives
Deeper than where your court lies
Freedom like to abort child
Know the system made more cry
Packed in like pork chops
Marinated with pointless thoughts
They say be different, but really we ain't that far apart
Besides materials separating our aching hearts
Know what you came for or leave without the same goals
Supreme
This sickness please witness
I know you're still listening
In need of prescription from all this ill living
You tell me you're with me, you've never been descriptive
Like please be specific your losing my attention
Too many flipping turning to opposition
Now show me you meant it before I dismiss ya
Show me you meant it before I dismiss ya
Look
She told me hold on, damn I just wish you would've held on
I ain't a soft couch nigga, I won't be slept on
You could get crept on if I sense deception
Minds the weapon I'm clutching
I fear nothing but God
I see around your facade
I was her ceiling she topped me though, swallowed whole
I've never been a pill popper, hip-hopper though
A big shout out to Q' Shaun keep it poppin' folk
Like just wait until I'm on and I'm poppin' off
Like '45 with the bomb, Nagasaki flow
Like rest in peace to the gone, 'till the trumpets blow
I'll find my strength to move on 'till the answers false
I keep it real, I'm no dandy, not playing friendly
I'd say my flow is uncanny, Marcus Camby
She say I'm beautiful, damn I'm 'bout to slam
I'd say she beautiful, but every bitch is
I can't say that much ya dig
This sickness please witness
I know you're still listening
In need of prescription from all this ill living
You tell me you're with me, you've never been descriptive
Like please be specific your losing my attention
Too many flipping turning to opposition
Now show me you meant it before I dismiss ya
Show me you meant it before I dismiss ya
And that's because I'm scared of dying with any regrets
Some borrowed, some hollow, it's all for the follow
I'm thinking more than average, even my thoughts have status
She doesn't know me after, only seen in between
The sheets and hard times
Questioning where the law thrives
Deeper than where your court lies
Freedom like to abort child
Know the system made more cry
Packed in like pork chops
Marinated with pointless thoughts
They say be different, but really we ain't that far apart
Besides materials separating our aching hearts
Know what you came for or leave without the same goals
Supreme
This sickness please witness
I know you're still listening
In need of prescription from all this ill living
You tell me you're with me, you've never been descriptive
Like please be specific your losing my attention
Too many flipping turning to opposition
Now show me you meant it before I dismiss ya
Show me you meant it before I dismiss ya
Look
She told me hold on, damn I just wish you would've held on
I ain't a soft couch nigga, I won't be slept on
You could get crept on if I sense deception
Minds the weapon I'm clutching
I fear nothing but God
I see around your facade
I was her ceiling she topped me though, swallowed whole
I've never been a pill popper, hip-hopper though
A big shout out to Q' Shaun keep it poppin' folk
Like just wait until I'm on and I'm poppin' off
Like '45 with the bomb, Nagasaki flow
Like rest in peace to the gone, 'till the trumpets blow
I'll find my strength to move on 'till the answers false
I keep it real, I'm no dandy, not playing friendly
I'd say my flow is uncanny, Marcus Camby
She say I'm beautiful, damn I'm 'bout to slam
I'd say she beautiful, but every bitch is
I can't say that much ya dig
This sickness please witness
I know you're still listening
In need of prescription from all this ill living
You tell me you're with me, you've never been descriptive
Like please be specific your losing my attention
Too many flipping turning to opposition
Now show me you meant it before I dismiss ya
Show me you meant it before I dismiss ya
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Writer(s): Furman Taylor
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