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6am - illmac lyrics

[chorus: illmac & pistol mcfly]
6am is like late evening
this is me and god talkin’
nightmares while i’m day dreaming (yeah)
this is me and god talkin’
8am is like late evening (well)
this is me and god talkin’
’til i have it all then we ain’t even (hu)
this is me and god talkin’

[verse 1: illmac]
hot headed
the bullet leave the barrel, hit my temple
probly spill out alphabet soup
that spell out “i did it”
prophetic
f-ck what they call the kettle
if the pot said it
screws looser than diabetics
prosthetic
want the chopped lettuce
you got the sauce ? spread it
sandwiched between
a rock and a hard place
’til the squad breaded
six six seven
one up the devil, what a h-llion
one foot in h-ll, one in heaven
run it
marley in the air
hendrix on guitar
devil in my ear
angel playing harp
tom petty, how i’m free fallin’
with my band playin’
and we breaking hearts
cut my ear off and hold a sign
that says “save the arts”
rated r
i leave the city while they playing house
don’t count my blessings
gotta weigh ’em out
i weigh my options
while they wait around
and try to throw their weight around
when i ain’t around
another angel’s bathwater bottle polished off
feeling like i’m fallin’ off a waterfall, false alarm
i don’t b-mp my gums
when i talk to y’all
so i don’t bite my tongue
when i talk to god
no, not at all

[verse 2: pistol mcfly]
i’m working hard for a meal
with these lines, that’s god fishing (right on)
i see you n-gg- snakes from a distance
god vision (sh-t)
i put you n-gg-s all on a shirt
stop snitchin’ (sh-t)
if i ever go broke
i’m robbing n-gg-s like 50 cent (straight up)
on god, my hood like vice city (w-ssup)
i just kept a little faith
my n-gg-, it’s no biggie
cold footed, they float iffy
keith hearing my soul driftin’
man, apparently you missed it (trip)
custody wars for my styles from before
all i got is a top three
three stacks, god and me
man, i don’t go by the books
if i trapped like i do now
i woulda voted for bush (fact)
you got me f-cked up
bl-wj-b on a jet
it’s cause and effect
you need to start watching your steps
i ain’t marketable
you gon’ f-ck around and get slept (homie)
all i rap about is dope and road trips
and still got the most quotables
what’s a fogul to a mogul ?
virtuoso to eh.. so so
goat talk
folklore, the most sought after slang (right)
coach talk after games
slick rick, first chain (what)

- illmac lyrics

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