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ill breed - act up lyrics

[verse 1: ill breed]
i load up the mic and start shooting, pow
stray sounds hit the ground by the pound
it gets the party moving like a shooter
jam packed, on attack, ill breed by the stack
my atmosphere, true ghetto but i got stamina
heads up like the damaja
i cram my mind with non-swine
my rhyme pack a full clip to blow your crew’s mind
whose design got magic? funk?
tragic for punks coming through with the bad sh-t
the buddah from bucktown
bag a b-tch and then back to shaolin grounds
’95 is for the function
three dimension in the solar so far
my cloud is like a superstar so far
i got your ears open like a motherf-cking crowbar
no more i cry
my thoughts are numb to the ways of the world outside
i know who you are
no talent mc, i’ma give the third degree
idolize me to the t, ill breed, tv and movie
move me? never, too clever
in any kind of weather i’ma ela-vate
wait, too late, checkmate, ayo bring in the break

[verse 2: ill breed]
truth or dare, i’ll take the dare, no care
my [?] be outta there, i’m out of fear
sway, this sway when i sway
ill breed about to take the u.s.a
and ain’t n0body better
funk like cheddar, boy k!ll that set up
i got my trigger man spinning mc’s like a fan
i’m dapper like a motherf-cking dan
and i can pull the tecs or the macs
laid ’em on they backs
and write ’em off like fed tax
i’m the government man, i got the true plan
’cause my grill got the true tan
bland mc’s need seasoning
salt, need to halt, it’s all your fault
jam after jam, my brand’s the flim-flams
and take a high post stance
i can blow the amps
knock out, first round
the champ of all champs
professional mc to the next century
who the ill breed? that’s me
six rhymes in the chamber, head banger
doing more damage than a b-tch and a hanger
rap singer, you’ll get the finger
party bringer, brain stinger, ghetto ringer

[verse 3: ill breed]
i’m that man who can have the sh-t drop, all plan
use the urban land, who’s that man?
the ill breed flip it to you in 3d
making sushi out of doo-doo mc’s
swinging they bats, raw lyrical attacks
fake jacks be fake like they macks
and jaw j-ps be daily
(buck, buck, buck, buck, chic-chic pow)
be daily
flava like my n-ggas, beatminerz delivers
sh-t that makes bone shivers
move it out, no, move it in
no, move it out, no, move it in
we moving to win
now move it on got shaolin and crooklyn
manhattan to bronx and queens lit

it’s like that y’all. ill function. for ’95, live

[hook]
(act up!)
the blunts make me do that
(go wild!)
my n-ggas make me do that
(act up!)
the stunts make me do that
(go wild!)
the ghetto make me do that
(act up!)
the blunts make me do that
(go wild!)
my n-ggas make me do that
(act up!)
the stunts make me do that
(go wild!)
the ghetto make me do that
(act up!)
the blunts make me do that
(go wild!)
my n-ggas make me do that
(act up!)
the stunts make me do that
(go wild!)
the ghetto make me do that
(act up!)
the blunts make me do that
(go wild!)
my n-ggas make me do that
(act up!)
the stunts make me do that
(go wild!)
the ghetto make me do that
(act up!)
the blunts make me do that
(go wild!)
my n-ggas make me do that
(act up!)
the stunts make me do that
(go wild!)
the ghetto make me do that

- ill breed lyrics

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