Freelluminati by Mad Sadiq Lyrics
[Major}:
The juice from the forbidden fruit
The deadly fumes that deteriorate ones airways
Surrounding him like a cocoon
Not to mention the members of the hierarchy that want to see his failure
Solely because of the pigment of his skin
His people are responsible for the physical freedom from hate
Now the hate is institutionalized
It's apparent in their eyes and in their body language
He doesn't care
Nobody can break his spirit
It's fueled by the shade thrown
[Heart]:
I don't know why people like to hate bro, like
Honestly, I mean
Spreading love is kinda, it's kind of a given
You should always show, or treat, treat people the way you would like to be treated you know what I'm saying
Like, you don't want nobody else hating on you so why would you hate on somebody else
That's just, it's, it's just not cool, you know what I'm saying
Like, yea it's okay to make a joke here or there about somebody you might not like
I mean,not, not everybody like each other, you know what I'm saying
But it's nothing, you still, you still gotta respect somebody
Like, I don't know
That's why you know, you gotta watch out because it's so many people hating
The Illuminati is real, you know what I'm saying
Remember this song because if they try to off me one day, remember that I made this song
Cause I'm telling you right now, the Illuminati is real, bruh they hating on a brother
[Verse 1: Mad Sadiq]
Stress Relief
I've been waiting for a while and I think right now's the time
Mad Sadiq, hailed from Heaven yea you know my flow's divine
I was never down with drinking with them others, smoking pine
I was all about a benjamin a minute, clocking dimes
Watch out, I'm ascendin'
From a child that was so timid, to a man that's just so livid
At the rotten hell he lives in
Yo go rot in hell you dimwit
If you haven't been enlightened by Mad, Cashes, or Kendrick
Or God, come to your senses
You are, in a position
Where you can shine bright and glisten
Your pure existence is gifted for you to complete a mission
By makin' a bigger difference
By gainin' a pot to piss in
I know it's a lot to listen to Mad, when he gets to ventin'
But now I'm startin' my engine, look out when I get to driftin'
My vision's to be exquisite
Not quittin' no I won't give in
I'll master this rap and flip it
A master to rap No Limit
A dragon and rap is Krillin
I'm killin' minions despicable, Mad is magic so mystical
Bars aggressive, so physical
Words just play, I'm so lyrical
Rap's condition is critical, I'll revive it so literal
Lee, He looking for Agent C, he called the whole agency
They seem to be hating me cause Mad is so greatly
Increasing his ratings and nobody pays me
I want to be like Martin
I want to speak like Martin
I want to dream like Martin and make my dreams my reality
Sorry Lord for the blasphemy, casualties from my rapping spree
Rapping the factual-ity, on the fact that they doubted me
When their the ones who's crowning
They're the ones who were fouling me
They're the ones who would shout at me
But now that they're in calvary
They want to run the town with me
But now it's over, it's over I'm going super nova
Brushing hate off my shoulders, sell my soul is your order
I don't want none your quarters, I want my own headquarters
Based out Atlanta, Georgia
PLAYA we ran up on ya
We the new Hip-Hop owners
No doubt about it
Watch me glove her, I'm childish
Jungle fever, I'm wilding
Follow me I'm the leader, these rappers chipmunks I'm Alvin
Poppin' like Coca-Cola, Sadiq is taking over
If she give me her taco, I'll turn that bell to Qdoba
Gets her own just like Oprah, does it big and she 'posed to
Buy a house down in NOLA
Skin is brown or mocha, I think that her name is Lola
But back to the track, I run it and rappers act
Like just because they get stacks, their music don't sound like crap
But when they see I have lapped, I'm sixteen and they are wack
I don't really do trap but any beat I attack
I rap till my back gives out (ahh)
[Outro]:
Yea, yea Imma hit 'em with um
What's the hook gon' be, hol' up
Aye, hol' up, aye, aye
[Hook]:
I need a new Bugatti
I need a new Ferrari
I need a Maserati
I need that fat butt thottie
I need a new Bugatti
I need a new Ferrari
I need a Maserati
I need that fat butt thottie
I need a new Bugatti
I need a new Ferrari
I need a Maserati
I need that fat butt thottie
I need a new Bugatti
I need a new Ferrari
I need a Maserati
I need that fat butt thottie
I need a new Bugatti (fuck Illuminati)
I need a new Ferrari (fuck Illuminati)
I need a Maserati (fuck Illuminati)
I need that fat butt thottie (fuck Illuminati)
I need a new Bugatti (fuck Illuminati)
I need a new Ferrari (fuck Illuminati)
I need a Maserati (fuck Illuminati)
I need that fat butt thottie (fuck Illuminati)
I need a new Bugatti (fuck Illuminati)
I need a new Ferrari (fuck Illuminati)
I need a Maserati (fuck Illuminati)
I need that fat butt thottie (fuck Illuminati)
I need a new Bugatti (fuck Illuminati)
I need a new Ferrari (fuck Illuminati)
I need a Maserati (fuck Illuminati)
I need that fat butt thottie (fuck Illuminati)
But fuck the Illuminati
Fuck the Illuminati
Fuck the Illuminati
(That's gon' be the hook bruh)
Aye, I need a new Bugatti (fuck Illuminati)
I need a new Ferrari (fuck Illuminati)
I need a Maserati (fuck Illuminati)
But fuck the Illuminati (fuck Illuminati)
Fuck the Illuminati
[The Starrkeisha Choir]:
You can taste the dishonesty it's all over your breath
As you pass it off so cavalier, but even that's a test
Constantly aware of it all
My lonely ear, pressed against the walls of your world
Pray to catch you whispering
I pray you catch me listening
I'm praying to catch you whispering
I pray you catch me
I pray you catch me
The juice from the forbidden fruit
The deadly fumes that deteriorate ones airways
Surrounding him like a cocoon
Not to mention the members of the hierarchy that want to see his failure
Solely because of the pigment of his skin
His people are responsible for the physical freedom from hate
Now the hate is institutionalized
It's apparent in their eyes and in their body language
He doesn't care
Nobody can break his spirit
It's fueled by the shade thrown
[Heart]:
I don't know why people like to hate bro, like
Honestly, I mean
Spreading love is kinda, it's kind of a given
You should always show, or treat, treat people the way you would like to be treated you know what I'm saying
Like, you don't want nobody else hating on you so why would you hate on somebody else
That's just, it's, it's just not cool, you know what I'm saying
Like, yea it's okay to make a joke here or there about somebody you might not like
I mean,not, not everybody like each other, you know what I'm saying
But it's nothing, you still, you still gotta respect somebody
Like, I don't know
That's why you know, you gotta watch out because it's so many people hating
The Illuminati is real, you know what I'm saying
Remember this song because if they try to off me one day, remember that I made this song
Cause I'm telling you right now, the Illuminati is real, bruh they hating on a brother
[Verse 1: Mad Sadiq]
Stress Relief
I've been waiting for a while and I think right now's the time
Mad Sadiq, hailed from Heaven yea you know my flow's divine
I was never down with drinking with them others, smoking pine
I was all about a benjamin a minute, clocking dimes
Watch out, I'm ascendin'
From a child that was so timid, to a man that's just so livid
At the rotten hell he lives in
Yo go rot in hell you dimwit
If you haven't been enlightened by Mad, Cashes, or Kendrick
Or God, come to your senses
You are, in a position
Where you can shine bright and glisten
Your pure existence is gifted for you to complete a mission
By makin' a bigger difference
By gainin' a pot to piss in
I know it's a lot to listen to Mad, when he gets to ventin'
But now I'm startin' my engine, look out when I get to driftin'
My vision's to be exquisite
Not quittin' no I won't give in
I'll master this rap and flip it
A master to rap No Limit
A dragon and rap is Krillin
I'm killin' minions despicable, Mad is magic so mystical
Bars aggressive, so physical
Words just play, I'm so lyrical
Rap's condition is critical, I'll revive it so literal
Lee, He looking for Agent C, he called the whole agency
They seem to be hating me cause Mad is so greatly
Increasing his ratings and nobody pays me
I want to be like Martin
I want to speak like Martin
I want to dream like Martin and make my dreams my reality
Sorry Lord for the blasphemy, casualties from my rapping spree
Rapping the factual-ity, on the fact that they doubted me
When their the ones who's crowning
They're the ones who were fouling me
They're the ones who would shout at me
But now that they're in calvary
They want to run the town with me
But now it's over, it's over I'm going super nova
Brushing hate off my shoulders, sell my soul is your order
I don't want none your quarters, I want my own headquarters
Based out Atlanta, Georgia
PLAYA we ran up on ya
We the new Hip-Hop owners
No doubt about it
Watch me glove her, I'm childish
Jungle fever, I'm wilding
Follow me I'm the leader, these rappers chipmunks I'm Alvin
Poppin' like Coca-Cola, Sadiq is taking over
If she give me her taco, I'll turn that bell to Qdoba
Gets her own just like Oprah, does it big and she 'posed to
Buy a house down in NOLA
Skin is brown or mocha, I think that her name is Lola
But back to the track, I run it and rappers act
Like just because they get stacks, their music don't sound like crap
But when they see I have lapped, I'm sixteen and they are wack
I don't really do trap but any beat I attack
I rap till my back gives out (ahh)
[Outro]:
Yea, yea Imma hit 'em with um
What's the hook gon' be, hol' up
Aye, hol' up, aye, aye
[Hook]:
I need a new Bugatti
I need a new Ferrari
I need a Maserati
I need that fat butt thottie
I need a new Bugatti
I need a new Ferrari
I need a Maserati
I need that fat butt thottie
I need a new Bugatti
I need a new Ferrari
I need a Maserati
I need that fat butt thottie
I need a new Bugatti
I need a new Ferrari
I need a Maserati
I need that fat butt thottie
I need a new Bugatti (fuck Illuminati)
I need a new Ferrari (fuck Illuminati)
I need a Maserati (fuck Illuminati)
I need that fat butt thottie (fuck Illuminati)
I need a new Bugatti (fuck Illuminati)
I need a new Ferrari (fuck Illuminati)
I need a Maserati (fuck Illuminati)
I need that fat butt thottie (fuck Illuminati)
I need a new Bugatti (fuck Illuminati)
I need a new Ferrari (fuck Illuminati)
I need a Maserati (fuck Illuminati)
I need that fat butt thottie (fuck Illuminati)
I need a new Bugatti (fuck Illuminati)
I need a new Ferrari (fuck Illuminati)
I need a Maserati (fuck Illuminati)
I need that fat butt thottie (fuck Illuminati)
But fuck the Illuminati
Fuck the Illuminati
Fuck the Illuminati
(That's gon' be the hook bruh)
Aye, I need a new Bugatti (fuck Illuminati)
I need a new Ferrari (fuck Illuminati)
I need a Maserati (fuck Illuminati)
But fuck the Illuminati (fuck Illuminati)
Fuck the Illuminati
[The Starrkeisha Choir]:
You can taste the dishonesty it's all over your breath
As you pass it off so cavalier, but even that's a test
Constantly aware of it all
My lonely ear, pressed against the walls of your world
Pray to catch you whispering
I pray you catch me listening
I'm praying to catch you whispering
I pray you catch me
I pray you catch me