On Tilt

[Chorus]
My flow for the killers, known as the illest, roll with gorillas
Niggas tryin’a bring bars back with whole lot of fillers
Whole lot of fillers
Toast and a killa, you know how many niggas I killed?
How many niggas I peeled, for the shit that I’ve built
‘Bout to have the city on tilt, city on tilt

[Verse 1 - J.R. Writer]
Welcome to the bar show
Tell me where the bars go
Sellin’ niggas garbo
Tellin’ them it’s narcos
I’m back on every line
Back to back, hard to tell it ain’t no bar code
Find me on the east side
Mami in the G ride
‘Bout to knock her out the knee highs
It ain’t hard to see why
I’m a general where I reside
Nigga, I be going eela
Plottin’ in the he rides
Higher than a bee hive
Tough for you to see God
Got a couple of street ties
Niggas tryin’a book me
They gonna get the peace prize
Really going bye bye
Get them on the drive by
Look him in his eyes and I hit him from the blind side
Should be gettin’ sci fi
I’ma do ‘em dirty, hit ‘em with the tie-dye
You mad, it’s sad, I fuck you up bad
I’ll tell your dad and your mother you trash
You and your [?] must be a glad
Runnin’ of gas, I’m sonnin’ your class
I can care less if your son in the class
I’ll have you stressed for a month and a half
I ain’t impressed with your mumblin’ ass

[Chorus]
My flow for the killers, known as the illest, roll with gorillas
Niggas tryin’a bring bars back with whole lot of fillers
Whole lot of fillers
Toast and a killa, you know how many niggas I killed?
How many niggas I peeled, for the shit that I’ve built
‘Bout to have the city on tilt, city on tilt

[Verse 2 - Fred Money]
You know how many niggas I killed and niggas I helped?
All these niggas my sons, I’m yellin’ give me my belt
Niggas feelin’ themselves, so I’m giving out [?]
I’m the one in the trenches, gun by the benches
Another one by the fences, come to your senses
‘Fore I run in your [?] and put a gun to a [?]
You’re fucking with the killer not a poet nigga
Jacks to a villa did you know this nigga?
Flowerbomb blunts in the Lotus nigga
Word to L.E.P. you are bogus nigga
Let them act loco I’ma throw slugs
That’ll break something [?] bone thugs
‘Till the cross roads I’m bye bye
On and off hoes like Wi Fi
Since birth I’ve been fly guy
Airborne like sky dive
Air zone and that V long
Hands on like a high five
Flow like a dilla, blow like a killa
Cold with the pen so I roll with chinchilla
Ain’t nothin’ reggie but I’m holdin’ a Miller
[?] let me nigga

[Chorus]
My flow for the killers, known as the illest, roll with gorillas
Niggas tryin’a bring bars back with whole lot of fillers
Whole lot of fillers
Toast and ‘chilla, you know how many niggas I killed?
How many niggas I peeled, for the shit that I’ve built
‘Bout to have the city on tilt, city on tilt