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Can we get Plain English?
Can we get Ghostwriter, JFK?
TV
The Scholars, uh (Yeah)
Y'all already know, we keep it funky
Aight, here, hold on, wait (How High: The Mixtape)

They got me thinkin', am I man or machine? (Machine)
f**k it, I'm bionic, man, I jump through the screen
Somethin' that you never seen (You never seen)
I'm all about the green, show me to the cash
If you try to fake a n***a, I can stash yo' ass (Stash yo' ass)
Because I'm fresh like [?] (What?), stink like trash (Yup)
Jump like The Mask, and I run like Flash
So go ahead and bless
I creep from behind and I gleam like a fresh-cleaned Optimus Prime
I'd love to show you to the grind, I'm the Waldo to find
If I ever lose my body, I'll just shift minds (I'll shift minds)
No trace, ya blood's good, give me a taste
I'm just another motherf**ker that's in need of some [?]
Yo, you're losin' ya case (Yo), I'm tryna set the pace (You know)
If you think you on time, n***a, just wait (Hold up)
Because I'm known as fate, see, ass n***as hate
But the real recognize the real and what it takes, so (Yo)

So what you gon' do about it, huh?
I'm screamin' in ya ear but you still like, "What?"
Fool, open ya eyes, surprise
Realize (Yeah) you better fear for your lives (Yeah)
So what you gon' do about it, huh?
I'm screamin' in ya ear but you still like, "What?"
Fool, open ya eyes, surprise (Yeah, uh)
If you comin' at The Ill Spoken, try, you'll die (Yo)

I spit hot sh*t (Hot), you can see the steam when I talk
Because the streets is cold, man, you can see where I walk
So don't be (Uh-uh) seen in the dark by them fiends and sharks
You catch me at the front-lines when the beef gets sparked
You want a war? I'ma go hard (I'm here)
Blow with the [?]
sh*t, I'm goin' [?] to knock out the Coast Guard
My folks lost so we rollin' high numbers
And I'm known by the cops that patrollin', I wonder if they (Yeah)
Gon' move it one day when they bored (Yeah)
f**kin' with a small-time dealer with a job (With a job)
Cops robbin' me of my pride and freedom
I had to hop up on a plane, take a ride to Sweden
And if we lucky, we can slide to [?]
'Cause [?] if I'm not high, I'ma bruise yo' eyes with beatings
Check it, I'ma wreck ya, Beedie fly this weekend
I'm freakin' every girl in line who reachin', who wan' get some? (Uh-huh)

So what you gon' do about it, huh?
I'm screamin' in ya ear but you still like, "What?"
Fool, open ya eyes, surprise
Realize (Yeah) you better fear for your lives (Yeah)
So what you gon' do about it, huh?
I'm screamin' in ya ear but you still like, "What?"
Fool, open ya eyes (Yeah), surprise
If you comin' at The Ill Spoken, try, you'll die

I'm hittin' rich-paid, b*t*h-made snitches with a switchblade (Haha)
I kick flames and switch lanes like Whip games
Scare MC's down the way with sh*t stains (Yep)
Back of the cinema, you find me as I get brains (Get brains, get brains)
My life is like a movie, I spit them Tunes and I spit 'em Looney (Hell yeah)
You wanna see me spit? Watch me hawk up a loogie
You'll be like David Spade, where you sayin, "Just shoot me"
Get off my d**k, homie, man, you all about that kiss-ass
Kick rap booties b*t*hes back like some whiplash
Throwin' money in the air like I don't miss cash
Ill Spoken simply who you ain't as sick as
And I'ma only tell you once, so let this be heard
See, rap is my sh*t, leave it kept as my word
And the best will get served when I step on the curb
I eat ya soul for some dinner, leave the rest for desert (Yessir)

You'll die (That's right)
(Easy Mac, Beedie, Will) Die motherf**ker, die motherf**ker, die
(Best in the biz) Yeah, Ill Spoken (Ill Spoken)
Plain English (Uh-huh), motherf**kers
Can we get Franchise?
Vintage, haha

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