The Illest Lyrics - Crooked

[Joell Ortiz] 

Rusty 9 gettin gully on the roof 

This so rough, I left my skully on in the booth 

I drag my tin boots through the gutter with the troops 

Gotta fire at you while you with your mother on the stoop 

Aint nothing nice, filling 5 cent cups with ice 

Ass crack stuffed with the stuff that the custies like 

My flow inspired by po-po ridin by 

Cause lil Jojo let the fo fo iron fly 

So expect nothing but heat from me 

When the beat ugly, I sour dollar spit 

Aint nothing sweet money 

So whoever say Ortiz hungry is lying 

Im starving, Im famine, man I act like I never eat sonny 

I keep ya head nodding, when the bass pumpin 

And you can hate cousin, but dont say something 

And no face muggin, Im S-H-A-D-Y 

Slaughterhouse all day 

[Biggie] 

Lyrically Im untouchable, uncrushable 

Ask your friends, whos the illest? 

Lyrically Im untouchable, uncrushable 

Ask your friends, whos the illest? 

[Crooked I] 

Yeah, rap is in danger, Crooked I was born in a California manger 

God of the West caost, know the flow nice when youre signed to Shady Aftermath 

and used to be on Death Row. 

What am I, gun in eye, sing you a lullaby 

Nullify your skull in 5 seconds by putting a slug inside 

Run and hide, Im on some money goon shit 

Married to the streets, honeymoon shit 

Yeah, f-ck a bride 

Im bout to go Van Gogh and I have to reach for slavery guns 

That mean I draw a masterpiece 

I spit bars quick as a spliff sparks 

Writtensll kick start, split you in 6 parts 

Which part if Im the shit and you a skid mark did you not get? 

Put you in a ditch when its pitch dark 

Make your bitch suck my dick, clark? 

Thats what you get, heard that you a snitch 

Now get that tattoo that say life, cause you a bitch 

[Biggie] 

Lyrically Im untouchable, uncrushable 

Ask your friends, whos the illest? 

Lyrically Im untouchable, uncrushable 

Ask your friends, whos the illest? 

[Joe Budden] 

Joey, 

I left the mask on, bury something, no disguise 

It couldnt get more official if it was notarized 

I want the pen on the jeweler for you to know whats fly 

Top of the chain of command if Im playing my game 

I better not overide, who think they over I 

Hoping it vocalise, this aint even a group 

Just one real nigga multiplied 

Listen in brutally if you tryna get fast 

I put my life on it like it was mast 

Better pray that this vicodin last 

If not rappers are in danger 

Niggas is in a box, Im tired of rappers in a Wrangler 

Will clap and rearrange ya, but I hate to make my pyschiatrist right 

And its exactly what she said will happen with my anger 

You cant relate to it, how you gon measure it, broke 

Cant treasure it, jokers just embezel it 

Its time to seperate the realness from the rhetoric 

I think one statement from B.I should settle this 

[Biggie] 

Lyrically Im untouchable, uncrushable 

Ask your friends, whos the illest? 

Lyrically Im untouchable, uncrushable 

Ask your friends, whos the illest? 

[Royce Da 5'9"] 

I said Im gunning for the muthaf-ckin king like a historical terror shot 

Im sittin in a Hilton rich like Paris pops 

Spread money around the whole town like ? 

Compare us not, Im a terrible terrorist plot 

You the character carrot top, while Im stomping on barriers til my ? stops 

like a tricerotops when Im done roaming this earth 

Bury my bones in Mariah or Careys box 

Who you know answer with gun 

Shadys our home, we live with the GOAT like Julio from Sanford and Son 

Problem with a problem, got no love for my foes 

Yall just wearing red bottoms, I got blood on my sole 

We are dope we are postal, we not social 

On Twitter we block Oprah and Deepak Chopra 

Yall niggas think yall f-cking with us cause people quote ya singles 

Yeah right, you making ya f-cking point with broken fingers 

My dreams fulfilled like this cup full of potent tequila 

And Im bout to raise up and toast to dreamers 

[Biggie] 

Get your writing crew, get your writing crew 

And they dopest rhymes, I get up in that ass everytime 

Lyrically Im untouchable, uncrushable 

Ask your friends, whos the illest? 

Get your writing crew, get your writing crew 

And they dopest rhymes, I get up in that ass everytime 

Lyrically Im untouchable, uncrushable 

Ask your friends, whos the illest?