Necro, ILL BILL - Reflection of a Man Freestyle lyrics
[Necro, ILL BILL - Reflection of a Man Freestyle lyrics]
Yo, it's that time of the night
I feel like the veins in my
Brain are gonna explode like dynamite
Every rhyme is a fight
Making good out of evil holding my self back
So fucking hard not to beat
The shit out of people
There's so much water a dam
Can take before it breaks
So much pain a man can take before he
Flips out and pulls out a 38
And sprays everything in sight
Fighting with girlfriends
I hustle like there's one year
Left before the world ends
Almost beat down a FedEx guy
Next guy that opens his mouth'll
Get bludgeoned to death, don't test I
So much responsibility can put you in
A hospital physically from stress
Spiritually you'll mess with
What doesn't kill
Me will make me more brutal
I get so much adrenaline pumping through
Me when people sleep on me
I bring it to you
I started off as a dime dealer
I come from the same place you do
But I feel I'm realer
I see through you like binoculars
Before cop killer I was a thug
Before being a thug was popular
Before 2Pac was a star, before Biggie got far
I'm talking '90
Wasn't Al Capone but I'll fuck you up hard
You faggots won't respect me 'til I spill red
I want my respect and I'll take it in blood
Like BILL said from Mom Dukes every day
Struggling with the rent
If I could lace Mom Dukes with a million
I'd be content
I'm like Master P coming up, Baby Williams
Damon Dash, Rick Ruben, and Russell Simmons
Richard Branson, Tony Robbins, Bill Gates
And Ray Crock all rolled into one
Holding a gun obsessed with leaving you
Verbally killed medically
My label is successful because
It's built from intergrity
Code of the streets
Get your wig clapped we jig rats
Don't give a fuck if you let me in
I'll bust the door down with big gats
Knock, knock, open up, BLOUW fuckin' faggots
I can teach you about shit
You know nothing about
Like having your uncle kick
Heroin on your couch
Like having two major deals and
Shit didn't work out
And starting your own label
Without really knowing how
Like catching a case the day
Before going to trial
The plaintiff was shook
The judge ended up throwing it out
To touring the whole world
We be throwing it down
You better respect my fam, we holding it down
Like Necro said I regulate like
A soldier no doubt
I'm infamous for puching you fuckin'
Hoes in the mouth
I'm a loyal dude, true to my word
True to my wealth
True to my fam, I handle my biz
True to myself
Make moves like Mossad, I'm close to God
Close to the jackpot, though the road is hard
I'd rather take a bullet to
The dome then stop
So I'mma keep on going 'til the world is ours
I feel like the veins in my
Brain are gonna explode like dynamite
Every rhyme is a fight
Making good out of evil holding my self back
So fucking hard not to beat
The shit out of people
There's so much water a dam
Can take before it breaks
So much pain a man can take before he
Flips out and pulls out a 38
And sprays everything in sight
Fighting with girlfriends
I hustle like there's one year
Left before the world ends
Almost beat down a FedEx guy
Next guy that opens his mouth'll
Get bludgeoned to death, don't test I
So much responsibility can put you in
A hospital physically from stress
Spiritually you'll mess with
What doesn't kill
Me will make me more brutal
I get so much adrenaline pumping through
Me when people sleep on me
I bring it to you
I started off as a dime dealer
I come from the same place you do
But I feel I'm realer
I see through you like binoculars
Before cop killer I was a thug
Before being a thug was popular
Before 2Pac was a star, before Biggie got far
I'm talking '90
Wasn't Al Capone but I'll fuck you up hard
You faggots won't respect me 'til I spill red
I want my respect and I'll take it in blood
Like BILL said from Mom Dukes every day
Struggling with the rent
If I could lace Mom Dukes with a million
I'd be content
I'm like Master P coming up, Baby Williams
Damon Dash, Rick Ruben, and Russell Simmons
Richard Branson, Tony Robbins, Bill Gates
And Ray Crock all rolled into one
Holding a gun obsessed with leaving you
Verbally killed medically
My label is successful because
It's built from intergrity
Code of the streets
Get your wig clapped we jig rats
Don't give a fuck if you let me in
I'll bust the door down with big gats
Knock, knock, open up, BLOUW fuckin' faggots
I can teach you about shit
You know nothing about
Like having your uncle kick
Heroin on your couch
Like having two major deals and
Shit didn't work out
And starting your own label
Without really knowing how
Like catching a case the day
Before going to trial
The plaintiff was shook
The judge ended up throwing it out
To touring the whole world
We be throwing it down
You better respect my fam, we holding it down
Like Necro said I regulate like
A soldier no doubt
I'm infamous for puching you fuckin'
Hoes in the mouth
I'm a loyal dude, true to my word
True to my wealth
True to my fam, I handle my biz
True to myself
Make moves like Mossad, I'm close to God
Close to the jackpot, though the road is hard
I'd rather take a bullet to
The dome then stop
So I'mma keep on going 'til the world is ours