I’m Ill Lyrics
[Verse 1: Jesse Acosta]
When it comes to girls I run more trains than a transit station
Yea I'm ill, iller than a cancer patient
The world's full of fake niggas, watch behind you
You niggas pigs, I'm just sicker than the swine flu
I can't help it if I love whores
My bank account looks like Mt. Rushmore
I put in that work, I'm all about banking
You niggas stay still, it looks like you're planking
Doing my own thing, I'm on my new shit
& my bitch is badder than country music
American Express, Chase, Visa
My eyes everywhere, I'm like the Mona Lisa
You don't compare, I'm too sick man
Got money & divas like Vince McMahon
These girls make me proud, it's all straight pleasure
I'll stretch a nigga out, like he tape measure
[Hook]
I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill
I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill
Mothafucker I'm ill, motherfucker I'm ill, motherfucker I'm ill
I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill
[Verse 2: Jesse Acosta]
I just keep moving, on fire like a lighter
You niggas stay on the same page like Street Fighter
I got cars that I talk to like Night Rider
I got a hot chick & not Rob Schneider
I kill studios all over, guess it's universal
You stay asking questions like the Geico commercial
While you think before you do it, I just do
I'll tell you something I did to your girl, fuck you
I'm the fucking man you already know the deal
I got people running in fear like Cloverfield
I'm just too gorgeous, I swear it kills to look
I got my paper back like a childrens book
& I'm not joking, my money's mad tall
I'm hitting birds like a Randy Johnson fastball
So much money Bill Gates can't pay my bills
It definitely ain't a question, nigga I'm ill
When it comes to girls I run more trains than a transit station
Yea I'm ill, iller than a cancer patient
The world's full of fake niggas, watch behind you
You niggas pigs, I'm just sicker than the swine flu
I can't help it if I love whores
My bank account looks like Mt. Rushmore
I put in that work, I'm all about banking
You niggas stay still, it looks like you're planking
Doing my own thing, I'm on my new shit
& my bitch is badder than country music
American Express, Chase, Visa
My eyes everywhere, I'm like the Mona Lisa
You don't compare, I'm too sick man
Got money & divas like Vince McMahon
These girls make me proud, it's all straight pleasure
I'll stretch a nigga out, like he tape measure
[Hook]
I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill
I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill
Mothafucker I'm ill, motherfucker I'm ill, motherfucker I'm ill
I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill
[Verse 2: Jesse Acosta]
I just keep moving, on fire like a lighter
You niggas stay on the same page like Street Fighter
I got cars that I talk to like Night Rider
I got a hot chick & not Rob Schneider
I kill studios all over, guess it's universal
You stay asking questions like the Geico commercial
While you think before you do it, I just do
I'll tell you something I did to your girl, fuck you
I'm the fucking man you already know the deal
I got people running in fear like Cloverfield
I'm just too gorgeous, I swear it kills to look
I got my paper back like a childrens book
& I'm not joking, my money's mad tall
I'm hitting birds like a Randy Johnson fastball
So much money Bill Gates can't pay my bills
It definitely ain't a question, nigga I'm ill
[Hook]
I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill
I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill
Mothafucker I'm ill, motherfucker I'm ill, motherfucker I'm ill
I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill
[Verse 3: MBad]
I'mma tell you one time like Bieber
I'm ill, 102 fever
You're trash, recycled
My flow touch kids like Michael
Wanna fight me ? I'm sparring ya
More ice in the closet than Narnia
Light the track up, need an ash tray
I spit more fire than Pompei
Chilling with the bros, like Warner
Switch up my cars like Transformers
He tried stealing my shit but we be steady mobbin'
Hit him with a bat man because he tried robbin
Your girl ? Yea I might fuck her
I ain't a spy but we under covers
Ya'll punks is basic, ya'll done just face it
Put the metal to your temple like monks with braces
I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill
I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill
Mothafucker I'm ill, motherfucker I'm ill, motherfucker I'm ill
I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill, I'm ill
[Verse 3: MBad]
I'mma tell you one time like Bieber
I'm ill, 102 fever
You're trash, recycled
My flow touch kids like Michael
Wanna fight me ? I'm sparring ya
More ice in the closet than Narnia
Light the track up, need an ash tray
I spit more fire than Pompei
Chilling with the bros, like Warner
Switch up my cars like Transformers
He tried stealing my shit but we be steady mobbin'
Hit him with a bat man because he tried robbin
Your girl ? Yea I might fuck her
I ain't a spy but we under covers
Ya'll punks is basic, ya'll done just face it
Put the metal to your temple like monks with braces
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7v8uK20b5NA
Title: I’m Ill
Artist: Jesse Acosta Ft. MBad
Mixtape: 232 Nation
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