Correction Lyrics Am (shadows) by Illah Dayz

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[Phillie]
Out and dingin right, redefining my life
Slice of angels food cake, I was saved by Christ
Heeeeeey! Legitimize my rennaisance
Baptized in the synagouges and purified my thoughts
This new diet, I recommend you try it
This Bible? Oh that's my cookbook, here's one on consignment
Uhhh and carry it like a license
Become Wisemen, the rewards are priceless

[Illah Dayz]
I'm the builder of the earth, mind, check the inscriptions
In the pyramids, wrote on the wall, left by Egyptians
Underground world, burial tombs, kings and queens laid
Scientist don't respect silence, they fiend to raid
I'm the streets peep, what u see, I can see clearer
Spittin image of yaself, like the man in the mirror
Tellin you something wild, twin ya daily doings is foul
I'm ya bad and good thoughts, ya face, ya crooked ass smile
Whats behind it doe, like you don't know, what you signed for
I'm the sto, plus the guy who plays the wino
Designer clothes, I make niggas shine doe
Them same niggas that you feel is live pro
Be the ones you find broke
I'm the dope that you smoke, shit, downers and uppers
Can't cope, keep ya starvin hand stuck in the cupboards
I'm the sand where ya body lay, get ate by the buzzards
I'm the sheist nigga, hype like life, chill nice nigga
Downin cognac, wise to facts, righteous nigga
Shinnin bright, sun rays blaze, I'm like no other
Shinnin bright, sun rays blaze, I'm like no other

[Phillie]
Out and dingin right, redefining my life
Slice of angels food cake, I was saved by Christ
Heeeeeey! Legitimize my rennaisance
Baptized in the synagouges and purified my thoughts
This new diet, I recommend you try it
This Bible? Oh that's my cookbook, here's one on consignment
Uhhh and carry it like a license
Become Wisemen, the rewards are priceless

[Illah Dayz]
I'm supreme, ah nightmare, that late night dream
I'm the scheme, the rocks in the house, that niggas fiend
I'm the dark route, on the block wit all the lights out
The right price nigga, coming to me, within ah drought
I'm like city life, the Mack intersection on Van Dyke
I don't give a f*ck, run ah muck, do what you like
I'm like ah blast from ah gun, takin another son
The dope man who got caught yo, from what he done slung
I'm the bars closing behind you, open ya ears
The insane cat wit no heart, who been gone long years
Birth of ah new man, threw out the old
Reachin higher heights, goals
Eyes on some nice sights
I'm the east and the west side, south and the north
Gourmet meal, given to you at full course
I'm ah god, the source if it all, I'm an x
A poet vet, 48 laws, a new catch

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