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Artist: Craig G Album: Ultimate Alliance (single) Song: Ultimate Alliance (produced by Ill Tal)
Intro: Craig G, Illy Ill, Ill Tal He got the sickest beats man Let's talk about these fake gangsters since this beat is so hard man Listen
Verse 1: You feel the tension, when you're up in the club, puffin' the dub Fake cats ice grillin', trying to put a buck in your mug Get out my face duke, I ain't got nothing to plug I'm up in here, just like you, looking for something to rub A lot of these lames, in the game be making cash But I'm too real, I refuse to stick out my ass I could pick out the trash, from a mile away Your style displays, so many kinks and flaws When you're yapping your jaws, ballin? Rappin' awards? You ain't even attackin' the boards What about your real life persona? You never said "your honor", never got caught in drama Handcuffed, in your pajamas, led to a squad car So where's your heart pa? Your life's exactly what this is, entertainment Never have you appeared at an arraignment Never saw your man die, while EMS tried to sustain him You won't believe some of the things, that's on my brain son Get it.
Chorus: Craig G, Illy Ill form the ultimate alliance These cowards think they tough until the shots start flying What happened to them lyrics that you spit about iron You're the reason that the rap game's dying
Verse 2: And actually, your life can't reappear magically When heat's involved, it ends tragically And them gangbangers be handing out stabbings for free It can happen to you, it can happen to me They don't scrap in the street, These young fellas stay strapped with the peice Bustin' at the heavens, letting off a mack in the trees Bullets flying out the chamber at a rapid degree In the direction of them cowards, that just happen to beef You asking for me? I come through with the mask and the three 57, hit your engine, have you crashin' your V And you really wanted to bask in the heat? Okay, look, let's see how long you'll really last in the beef Passionatly, my homey Illy Ill, yo, he smashin the beat Anyone that disagree? I'll be happy to meet Most of yall rappers are corny, soft, taffy and sweet I'll make you dance when they clap at your feet Let's go get em.
Chorus: Craig G, Illy Ill form the ultimate alliance These cowards think they tough until the shots start flying What happened to them lyrics that you spit about iron You're the reason that the rap game's dying
Verse 3: One, two, many mc's feel they can test this, but fuck you And the crew that you got on your guest list I be that breath of freshness, come on, come test this Watch you catch a mic plus my left fist, To your face, I leave you feeling displaced, You'd rather drink a 22 ounce of toxic waste What you gonna do, when we come in and block your space? Rather stick your fucking forehead and cock the blades Dance around with a loaded glock in waist Half of yall cats ain't locked and load, yall locked and laced We come through the building and we stop your faith What's the deal Illy Ill, yo drop the break.
Chorus (x2): Craig G, Illy Ill form the ultimate alliance These cowards think they tough until the shots start flying What happened to them lyrics that you spit about iron You're the reason that the rap game's dying
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