The Illlest Eyes wide open, pupils expandin, pop pills and pupils are contractin, valium and yum yum suboxon, miracle drugs from him, the man, who gave us hairon, finally gave us the antidote Its bout fuckin time, quote...me smoke risin like verizon wireless, so high think i can fly a bus, hijacked a bus of kids with the glock, drove it off a cliff and stopped the drop with my cock, rolled out and called a chopper, said to the kids, get to the chopper! get down! im not devius im arnold, get down! clownin, again, just freestylin, rhymin, killin ur fam and coverin bodies with lime, n' shootin your house up with the click, cali G's with Toledo Thugs, oh so sick, when we get together, bodies drop, knives come out and guns pop pop, till you drop to the floor and flop flop, like a fish outta water, seizure bitch, we're the cure if you got the thug itch, come thru in a lac, sippin on 'nac, smokin weed, layin down a phat track, not to a beat tho, this is straight accopella im not a rapper, im an insane poet, the illa, no wait, the illest, to ever put pen to paper, and if my shit dont sell ill just pull a caper, so fuck shakespeare, id challenge him to a duel, 10 paces, id take 2 n' blow his brains across the hall, i told you before, whore, i don't fight a fair man's fight, im loco, koo koo, crazy, bizarre, prolly co co, but ya know, still the best with a pen, until my life comes to a tragic end, i will remain, the illest to ever spit, no modesty; dr mr toilet, i'm the shit i'm a lyrical genius, trapped in this life, of sorrow, poverty, drugs, an addict for a wife, no way for me to pursue my true passion, i don't fit the pop culture, the normal fashion, im not rich, i cant afford to be just a writer, so ill pursue a career i hate, but always forever, will i remain the illest to ever grace poetry, in any form, the grandest to ever create such artistry, and reality. one. |