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Iller than you (song)

I'm iller than you, straight verses no chorus
None of you connect with lines like you were cord less
I'm bored it's way too simple to dominate
I nominate D as the symbol you consecrate
Cause it stands for me, I'm up and coming quick
Two seconds on a line I'll craft somethin slick
All I gotta do is prove I'm better than you
By taking more shots than wounded veterans do
But I'll provide the care and the medicine, true
So you can come along and join my regimen too
Quit your feminine crew, lemme show you the illest
Now lessons are due, study the way that I kill this

First, my schemes seem to run like marathons
Very calm, I score like Barry Bonds in hair salons
With barely bronze merry moms built like dairy farms
Make em ooh and pop just like cherry bombs
Some days are deadly dawns but problems rarely spawn
Since I send scary cons when I need to bury pawns
No need to carry on, you should get the picture
Rap is my religion, I study it like scripture
Similes and metaphors seem like missin chapters
The temple of hip-hop, listen to the pastor
None of your concepts are complex you bore me
I'm iller than you because I can tell a story

Like she's alone now walking in the light of the moon
Flash backs of her parents and the fight in her room
She didn't plan today ending up she ran away
Stressed she had to leave, lost now in a panicked state
Deep in the part of the city trouble finds
Almost jogging, picking up both her feet in double time
Stepped around the corner, there stands a man with a gun
Butterflies in her stomach, she was planning to run

And there I cut it off, leave em with a cliff hanger
Worrying about this stranger, how she can miss danger?
What does fate have in store? Will she reach safety?
Does he want money or is it that he's crazy?

You'll never know, I'm not writing a conclusion
And when I throw punches, I'm fighting for amusement
You all spit the same things, why so similar
I 'see nothing in you' like an idle cinema
I've got 'twice the backbone' like spina bifida
'Hung in regret over your bars', suicidal prisoner
Scripts be more cryptic than mantras sung in tibet
Can you keep up? Missed something I bet
It's okay don't fret , the wordplay is vicious
But 'why keep a small scale' when you're flaying fishes

I'm iller than you because my vocab is impeccable
Permutate vernacular and prose into a spectacle
That's respectable, frail linguists detestable
My mortification with them is ineffable
I'm the best of all, I know you were feelin it too
Lets be honest, I'm iller than you
Written by Dono
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