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the ill spoken - ain't i freestyle lyrics

[intro: [?] & big will]
uh
it’s that funky sh_t right here (east end empire, baby)
can we get [?]? (east end empire)
[?]
how high: the mixtape
ill spoken, easy mac, beedie, rated r, diggz
(east end empire, baby) yo, it feel like it’s an awards show in this b_tch, man (uh, yo, yo)
ayo, step back, i’ma have [?] right in this (motherf_ckers)

[verse 1: big will]
it’s an assortment of pittsburgh’s hardest
hardest you brew like a harvest
so they sought us out to pick out which of us come the farthest (haha)
[?] f_ck you (f_ck you) to them haters down in [?]
[?] hardest, i’m breakin’ out of the harness
and takin’ whoever bothers me, my lil’ crew of peoples (uh_huh)
this the east end empire, h_ll_fire’s my equal
the heat’ll have you arguin’ [?] (what?)
i’m the arsonist, leave you wonderin’, “what was the cause of this?” (haha)
[?] flow, was it liquid or solid? (um)
well, i’m lettin’ you know
i’m ready to blow and that’s the godd_mn target
i work the game with perfect aim, it’s in my pencil (uh_huh)
and i won’t ever fake a trace around the frame of a stencil
and i’m sorry [?] to offend you
i have your dumb dame runnin’ the train
givin’ me brains up in every venue (biotch)
those wimpy legs, b_tch lookin’ chicken like a breast
been tryna take you to the crib so i can stick in the flesh
only pick the best, but you get a test
gotta see if she can suck it, ’cause i’m sicker with the s_x
girl, slip out of your dress and get comfortable (what?)
this is somethin’ for the money_makers out there tryna live they lifes wonderful (where they at?)
me and my team will strike the game like a thunderbolt
and leave you wonderin’ whether we will never pull the rug from under you (woo)
me and my mans tryna set it in motion
we on scam, tryna get it like ocean
oh sh_t, this the jam and i’m coastin’
and you know we got a plan to get that big money up in our hands
no bullsh_t
[verse 2: beedie & mac miller]
east end, yeah, we know there’s young vets in the game (uh_huh)
makin’ our paper longer ’cause we gettin’ this change (this money)
you can’t just smoke a piff in the back of the range
or up in your crib, stickin’ long pipes in your dame (ayo, girl)
ill spoken crew, we are f_ckin’ insane (f_cking insane)
[?] tracks up, spittin’ lyrics aflame (what?)
your crew is wack ’cause you all sound the same
you need to stop rappin’ and chasin’ our thing
’cause this is hip_hop, f_ckin’ with me, i’ll make your wig pop
sippin’ forty ounces down to the last drip_drop
beedie and mac climbin’ up to the tip_top
we stand up strong, and no, we don’t flip_flop
spittin’ wack sh_t, the crowd be like, “kid, stop”
come down to pittsburgh and get your whole sh_t knocked
(ill spoken, big will)

[verse 3: mac miller]
smokin’ extra fire, so we need that gasoline_a
atom bomb all day, call it hiroshima
fresh bag of haze, i ain’t f_ckin’ with the tina
turner, burn the weed faster than a cheetah
reefer smellin’ like a bowl of fresh (ah)
we chemists, cookin’ bomb trees in a test tube
i ain’t mad sellin’ weed to a dude in the eighth grade (nope, nope)
i sold weed to his dad on the same day (ha)
it’s the mark of the beast, the stroke of a g_nius
tryna find a music b_tch to play some notes on my p_n_s
jesus, i think this boy’s gone crazy
all day we blaze tree, this bomb hazy (true)
you want some rules? join the army or the navy
ain’t my beat, “ain’t i,” jay_z (chyeah)
[outro: big will & [?]]
thank you, thank you, thank you all for comin’ out
east end empire, baby, the ill spoken (that’s how it is)
the ill spoken, you know we ain’t playin’ no games

- the ill spoken lyrics

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