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Edward Lillie

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Take a quick swig
Of the liquor to loosen up
Illest sixteen that
A human is spewing thus
I'm the sickest motherfucker
Till proven I'm not the one
Yeah the mic is what I grip
Motherfuckers better run
Pad is in my clip
So I spray it just for fun
Better watch your whip
Cause bullets are boutta come
When your body falls limp
Don't say i didn't front
Warned you like a kid
Cause all you are my sons

Yeah
Nicki with the wig
Is the way I'm goin in
Take a hint from a jay
And I follow his blueprint
Write a verse a day
To be showing I got a gift
But the curse I gotta say
Is you having to coexist
With the jerk who goes to flame
Anybody that went and dissed
Say i don't got game
But you know that i never miss
Careful where you aim cause
Glass houses can't take a brick
Shattered,
MJ with his dunk in eighty six
Bitch I'm in the middle
Of showing I'm not a twin
Little did we know
That I came here to get the win
Jackpot in the casino
So I know I made it big when I
Call an El Camino
While some yall takin Lyfts
Airport to airport
I fly in business
Economic whores
Can't handle this dick
Michael Rappaport
I'm balling like the Knicks
I go crazy on this court
Like I'm fucking Jeremy Lin

Take a quick swig
Of the liquor to loosen up
Illest sixteen that
A human is spewing thus
I'm the sickest motherfucker
Till proven I'm not the one
Yeah the mic is what I grip
Motherfuckers better run
Pad is in my clip
So I spray it just for fun
Better watch your whip
Cause bullets are boutta come
When your body falls limp
Don't say i didn't front
Warned you like a kid
Cause all you are my sons

Take a quick swig
Of the liquor to loosen up
Illest sixteen that
A human is spewing thus
I'm the sickest motherfucker
Till proven I'm not the one
Yeah the mic is what I grip
Motherfuckers better run
Pad is in my clip
So I spray it just for fun
When your body falls limp
Don't say I didn't front
Warned you like a kid
Cause all you are my sons
Yeah

Fired up in phoenix
My bars be pure iron
Yours are just anemic
They sounding real tired
Michelin star for bars
I deal with higher
Games of chess
Till I'm king
Edward Lillie is the best
Know the name
Write it down
Just to say it
With your chest
Cause I know you lookin down
While you see I never rest
Sleep is how you looking
For that nearest thing to death
Guess you're not really cousins
If you ain't feel the stress
Yes
F*ck a family picture
Bitch I'm the only one
Son of mother nature
And born of times to come
Future hall of famer
But now I'm the run
They're ain't nothing greater
Than me and fucking drums
Gimme any beat
I'm bound to go dumb
Follow E3
For what he will become
All yall mini mes
Are just not the one
Yeah you lacking synergy
Packing raps with similes
There ain't nothing similar
Bout either our deliveries
If you ain't figured out
Then visit a distillery
Sipping royal crown
Is where I found artillery

Take a quick swig
Of the liquor to loosen up
Illest sixteen that
A human is spewing thus
I'm the sickest motherfucker
Till proven I'm not the one
Said the sickest motherfucker
Till proven I'm not the one
Yeah

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