Übersetzung: Ill Flow Crew. Sprungkraft.
the pie you can leave for my crew Give a toast to the fools that knew that if it don't fit don't force that flow So how many times I gotta let you know
you soon at the next spot The crew got you bouncing and dropping your eye Making you ?? Tss tsss tsss, I'ma roll with the hot I'ma flow from the soul
Let it go Cop on your stereo Turn up the audio -- Flow *Acrobatic, whoa (?) -- Hill Automatic flow -- The kill Got no _____ ordeal *Apple DI (?) from the fill -- Getting ill
that's me more skill more sick more ill more spit more flow, let's go, no joke No bro let me tell them how it really is I'm more ill more balanced more
like a marksman, The target is you, I shut ya lane down, Took ya spot, parked in it too, Watchin it flow, lighter fluid, saliva what can ya do, Go get ya crew
t fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry") Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go! Yo! Yo! [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Tell your crew to be easy
snips I got an ill side that drips from my brain at times It still thinks of the psycho and brutal crimes I still remember when I had a low cash flow
snap of a broken neck All alone in darkness I sit each night Write my rhymes With blood upon a butcher knife You say the Ice is ill, and ill I am They
Raise the risk, raise the profit And can't nobody stop it Unless your game's weak So player, don't sleep [ VERSE 1 ] The streets crawl with ill niggas
on me But it's aight cause I got my peeps here with me LIC representin Conspiracy One love baby The Uptown connection Ill and Al Skratch and the whole muthafuckin crew
speakers Line your fleet up, No Y-Z, turn the degrees up [Illa Noyz] Last word to mamacita, I put niggas in sleeper Hold the flow be ill, peep the frequent
And let me please you, when ever you like Chorus Romeo: Gimmie the R and the O and the M and the E Oh, don't you know Romeo's gonna flow I gave you
A-Fella till we die As long as you and I keep it movin, nigga [Beanie] Aiyyo I pray to the God MC to bless me Wit a ill ass flow and sick ass dough Where
you wanna ball Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss It's Alright, you heard?, It's Alright, Holla back Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if
rhymin' in the backroom. For echoes, we used to rhyme in the bathroom. Run-D.M.C., Slick Rick and Doug E. Fresh. The Juice Crew rule but who's this nigga
the rhythm you givin, I free-style like Honest Abe For every promise made I fulfill with the skill No matter what the doctor prescribe I stay ill...
That's why they feel threatened, I kill seven MC's that thought I need the weed to spark an ill session Been writin rhymes since the age of ill-leven
