Definition of iLL lyrics

Verse 1:

I'm the definition of ill will
It's time for you to real recognize real
The rhymes that I write, kill
My lines pure like coke, it have you standin' still
After that I ask you, "how you motherf*ckin'
Feel?"
Stay talkin' sayin this rappin sh*t a phase
Don't f*ck with me, cause then you'll realize
This ain't no f*ckin game
Sneak dissin man, that's a damn shame
I ain't got no time for that, I'm tryna rise
To f*ckin fame, uh
Keep spittin' this lyrical
Criminal, mathematical
Problems that keep happening in this world
These b*tches be egotistical
Cynical, problematical
Don't even know what the f*ck is going on
Luh, I'm just tryna muhf*ckin' get high
You should already know that the f*ckin' end is nigh
Aye, lil b*tch. Aye, we finna put you in a ditch


Verse 2 (Clarity):
Bring the old school back
This that old school rap
Lyrics hard like a baseball bat until your brain goes flat
I ain't gon' take no naps, I gotta take my chance
I'm like the master, this dream I'm chasing after
I had a couple friends but them n*ggas is always bad blood
They never held me down, they be walking out of bounds, so I'm calling out the foul
I be civil in a crowd, I'm a symbol to your town, I be chilling in the lounge
Smoking green from the ground, started from the ground up
Now they see me now, I need get the cash and I ain't tryna be greedy now. We need to help the fam til we rolling through the city, wow
They said I'm number 9 b*tch, I'm number 1
Numbers don't lie cause I'm the chosen one
Cause I'm the chosen one (x3)


Verse 3:


Now we be rollin' thru yo set, hood
Don't give a muthaf*ck
You already know we be deep in the f*ckin'
Cut
Keep spittin' and thinkin' about what's on
My mind
You already know I'm tryna hit it from
Behind
Now, watch these lyrics intertwine
I'm tryna give you a feelin' that could go
Down your spine
Look, yeah this some real hip hip sh*t, watchu hip-hop kids really know bout this?
I keep grindin' wit the spray
I grip the spray (x2)
I grip that muhf*ckin' spary
I gotta spray this sh*t. Like it's an uzi-clip, I put that blood on my hip
And watch that muhf*ckin' blood drip, b*tch