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I.L.L. State of mind II
- Bring it back for those who in fact dedicate the time
- to produce tracks, those who use rap as an escape way
- from chiraq, but here we go i had a vision
- It was driven by the lack of supervision
- i had 8 niggas, eight of us, we all had the same goal
- I was the leader, the one with the most potential
- One nigga didnt wanna be beef, he dissed us subliminal
- The other one, still here, smokin weed with them criminals
- the other nigga was mental and wanted control
- he left us to rot, and went on his own so eight went to six quick
- one started to sell bricks, the other one left with my chick
- one became so caught up in his football business
- so now in the end i got 3 of my friends, until he claimed to be my killer
- I had to find this nigger beat his ass, he looked like he needed a filter
- It still hurts, that this nigga would trade on us,
- fuckin wuss, tried to set us up for an ambush.
- So six went to three thats what i believe,
- its still shy, shady and kyara Marie
- We also got split up with our nigga steve
- they tried to jump him, scared him outta his socks,
- he didnt know how to box, he made no sound like a fox
- all he wanted was to live out the dream aswell, but he ended up gone
- Like jamal, switching up on the squads,
- all this beef shit is still squashed,
- even tho hollywood said my name in a song
- She said if i hit em up, i'd be dead wrong
- And that this violence will never end, so i got my rap pad and typed
- I was feeling hyped, i felt like i earned my stripes, this gone be tight
- I understand how were all going to make it, so i got my pen
- and someone stole my song, its like they stripped me naked
- Like the houses in Detroit i was fuckin vacant
- now all i got in the end, is three of my best friends
- and i told them i know a way how to fuckin win
- BRING IT BACK TO WHERE IT BEGINS
- YOU KNOW IT, I KNOW IT CHIRAQ
- THE KILLING NEVER ENDS
- YOUR LIFE IS NOTHIN TO THESE KILLAS
- Illinois the state where you'll most likely die at
- Especially wheres the chi at, thats why they call it chiraq
- Your way of seeing it is Chicago ours isnt ours is a tunnel
- of deaths and the only way out is either carrying techs
- or learning how to rap and being the fuckin best
- But this place fucks with your heads, look at kanye west,
- FUCK THE PRESS, Rest in peace JoJo, pappy and yall know the rest
- for years i thought that there would be a damn solution.
- But its not even for those makin music
- Violence rules chiraq, and thats why its ILL
- Detroit or an amityville aint got shit on how the way chiraqs rep built
- Kiddies got bullets going threw their neck,
- ask why they shoot they say for respect,
- The cops tryin to question, but cant get a suspect
- because everybody dont snitch, and they change the subject
- but when your victim, and your baby is the one bleeding out
- and you wanna scream and shout,
- remember its the topic you cant talk about?
- Niggas ask you what you cryin bout, run before the sirens sprout
- fled the scene, the little boys dead, didnt even make it to thirteen
- how could this be, he was hit in crossfire, meant to hit his dad
- now his dad gonna go crazy like the actor of ms.doubtfire
- How could a father live knowing the reason why his son is slaughter
- for being in a gang claiming things, Killin ...And them Latino Kings
- Make the nina sing, And make they body smell like rotten onion rings
- What do you think, fight today, gone before you can even blink
- This is what you find, In this fucked up ILL State of MIND
- THIS IS WHAT YOU DONT LIKE TO HEAR!!!
- THIS IS WHAT YOU HATE TO HEAR!!
- YOU DONT WANT SONGS LIKE THIS BEING PLAYED
- YOU JUST WANT HOT CLUB BANGERS
- TO BE SLAYED, BY A FUCKIN THUG RAPPER
- YOU DONT WANT A FUCKIN ADAPTER
- YALL KILLIN ME, LIKE YALL JUST AFTER
- EVERYBODY SANITY, NIGGAS GOIN CRAZY
- OVER THEIR DEAD BABIES,
- NEVER SHOULD A MOTHER HAVE TO BURY THEIR CHILD
- BUT IN THE SUMMER YALL NIGGAS WANNA BE WILD
- QUIT THAT SHIT, CALM DOWN WITH THAT
- IF YOUR GONNA SCRAP THEN SCRAP
- PUT AWAY THE GATS AND IF YOUR GONNA RAP THEN RAP
- BUT BE SMART, MAKE SURE IT DONT GET YOU CAPPED....
- YALL SOME DAMN IDIOTS, FUCKIN RETARDED
- I BET YALL DONT EVEN KNOW THE REAL REALIZE GANG WARS STARTED
- IT SEEMS LIKE THE GOVERNMENT WANTS US TO KILL EACH
- OTHER OFF
- KILL US ALL, AND REPLACE OUR HOODS WITH A NEW PLACE
- TO GOLF!!
- EVERYBODY CANT BE HARD, EVERYBODY CANT ACCEPT THAT THEIR SOFT...
- THIS IS WHAT YOU WILL FIND, IN THIS ILL STATE OF MIND..
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