Ammunitions/iLLuminati by E.Scott Lyrics
[INTRO]
Jeff Bliss intro..
[Verse 1: E.Scott]
E. Scott red hot passed the first semester
Sitting through Second Semester listening to lectures like
So and so did this and he did that. How about you teach us bout
The longest war in Iraq. Or teach us how to stop them youngbouls
That hold gats, but who am I to preach. Im misapplying cuz
Id be lying if I said I didn't packs the iron or supply the dope shit I be rhyming
I kicks flip into class. tell the teacher to kiss my ass
Excuse my paranoia Im just a product of my past
Rap monsta, when im off the ganja
Emulsified feelings I hate when niggas imposters
Acting like they bout shit but really they ain't bout shit
Son of a bitch slip caught sleeping you will get hit by Ammunitions
[Hook]
Ammunitions call me illuminati x2
Call me illuminati
[Verse 2: E.Scott]
Call me Illuminati flows like the 12 gauge shotty
Where you can feel this between ya body
The next person goes against the Pirates gets
The hommy, put the body in the bag get
Sliced up like salami. Nobody wants to hear that weak shit
That you spitting. Just a couple words but the passion is hidden
Yap yap yap making me sick to my stomach aah these niggas sicken
Are you kidding? Picture me tripping over this rap beef
Thats a negative you snaps the picture gets no negative
It is evident that im so past my time
I get the legends to hear my message they press rewind
I ain't hungry for the deal, I ain't pressed for time
Im pressed for swords and bombs, or something Nuclear
So who want war? When you see the devil at yo door
With gap teeth, big ears, big lips, and tattoos
Jeff Bliss intro..
[Verse 1: E.Scott]
E. Scott red hot passed the first semester
Sitting through Second Semester listening to lectures like
So and so did this and he did that. How about you teach us bout
The longest war in Iraq. Or teach us how to stop them youngbouls
That hold gats, but who am I to preach. Im misapplying cuz
Id be lying if I said I didn't packs the iron or supply the dope shit I be rhyming
I kicks flip into class. tell the teacher to kiss my ass
Excuse my paranoia Im just a product of my past
Rap monsta, when im off the ganja
Emulsified feelings I hate when niggas imposters
Acting like they bout shit but really they ain't bout shit
Son of a bitch slip caught sleeping you will get hit by Ammunitions
[Hook]
Ammunitions call me illuminati x2
Call me illuminati
[Verse 2: E.Scott]
Call me Illuminati flows like the 12 gauge shotty
Where you can feel this between ya body
The next person goes against the Pirates gets
The hommy, put the body in the bag get
Sliced up like salami. Nobody wants to hear that weak shit
That you spitting. Just a couple words but the passion is hidden
Yap yap yap making me sick to my stomach aah these niggas sicken
Are you kidding? Picture me tripping over this rap beef
Thats a negative you snaps the picture gets no negative
It is evident that im so past my time
I get the legends to hear my message they press rewind
I ain't hungry for the deal, I ain't pressed for time
Im pressed for swords and bombs, or something Nuclear
So who want war? When you see the devil at yo door
With gap teeth, big ears, big lips, and tattoos