Nobody (Explicit) - Illmac/Onlyone
Written by：Chase Moore/Greg Poe/Robert Tidwell
Light footwork and heavy hands in a
Brawl
I go hard and tread softly when it's on we
Lifting off
I bet when they land and they fall
The crystals on these meddie grams predict it all
Like a crystal ball
Sh*t picture my enemies up in hell burning
Sipping well bourbon in the devil's tavern self serving
Sh*t I pour a shot then pour a shot
Blowing something like the horns when the chorus drop
Sh*t now I'm leaning like I'm pouring up
Power hungry thirsty drinking
Thinking how I'm poor as f**k
Portland hat when I tour the map record a track
Blood sacrifice and beats
Now throw one on the torture rack
Hold out a hand or hold out a fist
Hear a whole lot of sh*t no one sold a
Whole lot of discs
Everybody's the best means ain't nobody sh*t
See y'all ride each other's dick for props nobody gets
Everybody
Hold out a hand or hold out a fist
Hear a whole lot of sh*t no one sold a
Whole lot of discs
Everybody's the best means ain't nobody sh*t
Go and ride each other's dick for props nobody gets
You nobody
And don't think that I won't body your clique
My attitude could give a f**k if they cosign me
I'm sick
I go cry you a river you go lie in
A ditch
See if poseidon exists when you float by with the
Fish
A savage built for battle you fragile it has to
Feel
I'm avalanching a mountain on a handful of daffodils
Atlas the axis tilts while the planet is standing still
Only one hit a banana peel
And crash the batmobile into the man of steel
Purple dro give you vertigo it ain't personal
If I don't hit a spliff another person rolled I'm
A germaphobe
Razorblade lightsaber laser pistol
Pistol with a laser sandpeople tusken raiders
My eyes red as the wine I spill on my
Dime's dress
While we dine I would press her behind
But I'm pressed for time
Metal on metal grind inside the beretta 9
In the wide white depths next to the iris inside
Of the retinas that I've accepted as eyes
There's death in the skies
Exit the ride to the left step in the light
Heaven's arrived
Your imbalances are chemically derived
At the end of the night
You motherf**kers live two separate lives
Telling me lies why
Light footwork and heavy hands in a brawl
I got hard and tread softly when it's on we
Lifting off
White people that own private prisons behind 9 11
Now legislate inside the senate hiding bioweapons
I hang the rifle out the side of the chevy
Like I am legend
While the virus is spreading somehow I survived infection
Smoke and mirrors cut you between both your ears you leak
Out of your jug about three gallons of blood
My crew out number you like 3000 to 1
I reach out and touch you you peaced out and
You done
I piss on a rat's casket you rat bastard if you
Ain't anonymous then you can't hack it I pull out the
Black ratchet like a bat gadget
Only one and illmaculate we back at it
Hold out a hand or hold out a fist
Hear a whole lot of sh*t no one sold a
Whole lot of discs
Everybody's the best means ain't nobody sh*t
See y'all ride each other's dick for props nobody gets
Everybody
Hold out a hand or hold out a fist
Hear a whole lot of sh*t no one sold a
Whole lot of discs
Everybody's the best means ain't nobody sh*t
Go and ride each other's dick for props nobody gets
You nobody
