Paper Thin

[Verse 1: Ilyas]
I became ill
Injected with a message
Destiny manifestied
I question from the entrance to the exit
Alpha to omega
Got a vendetta with letters
So I put 'em together
Pull the lever of oblivion
I've entered in a different state of mind
Thoughts racing with father time
You're getting slow, old man
Struck like Conan with a double-edged sword
Forged with the .......
I sit in peace in the middle of war
Til adrenaline soars higher
Til I breathe fire
Then cease your empire
Defeat your entire fleet
The messiah leaps
The empire state in a single bound
I'm crazy and still ain't reached the ground
But wait
The topic of much debate
How much will does it take
To seal Ilwil's fate?
Next batter, step up to the plate
Strike one, strike two, strike three
You're out but I'm safe

[Chorus: Sample]
What you say to me
It doesn't matter
It goes into my head as just chit chatter
You may think it's egotistical or just worry free
But what you say I take none of it seriously

[Verse 2: Donwill]
Kind of loud to be saying nothing at all like that
And I can't feel your style with all that bull crap in your rap
It's nothing in fact
We come through, demolish the track
They should screen your sixteens
Help abolish the wack
My voice sounds top choice
That shit is flawless on wax
All the DJs spinning this go ahead and give it a scratch
My pull sheets with Brick Beats that's a perfect match
Digest my dialect you biting niggas down the hatch
A lot of times I just rhyme to see which words I connect
Sit and watch myself write like "what's he gonna say next?"
A lot of shit
Gotta politic
Sketch my life then follow it
Catch my drift just don't get caught up in the current
Watch then weighing the trends
I start where they seem to end
Played out, you niggas talking bout your guns and rims
You may think I'm egotistical but you ain't dope
Ask the average listener if they're feeling you
They're like "nah"

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[Verse 3: Von Pea]
You may already know my name
Well if you don't you're lame
Okay I'm only playing
Von Pea, my joy is pain
To any faux crew
I love it when in public they be like "I know you"
Ain't you supposed to?
I isn't local I'm express
From your ear to your chest
Leave 'em nearly possessed
I don't fear your test, quiz, exam
It's all a scam
Son I'm a grown man working on my first grand
So go rehearse, fam
If you're a fan, your job is be cool
How I make crews divide they never need school
I clever and these rules apply to applicants
Von's not having it
She with you I'm stabbing it
Pink mic holder
You old dancing around the rap John Travolta
Long as I exist you're never reaching your quota
Run on V12 this dude who got a motor

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[Verse 4: Jermiside]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Crushing this gig, busting your wig
Until your face resembles Bad Boy so Puffy and Big
A ruffian dig? Most niggs be sweet as a fig
Invigorating speech is my sig
I'm harder than trig
Flipping my lid until I don't know what it is I did
Psycho superego beating the shit out of my id
Tearing in to too many MCs to be humanitarian
Burying their bodies somewhere rustic and agrarian
Like a prairie
Hating on niggas like an aryan
Verbal aquarium
My fam rolls together like Harry and the Hendersons
Music melodic as Minnie Ripperton's
Ripping at the riverbend and winning when men contend
Given trophies and ribbons
Wild like gibbons
I leave MCs missing like faces in newspaper clippings
Whenever you grab the microphone I hear crickets
Nigga get the ticket
You're softer than bones with rickets

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