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illy - put 'em in the air lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
illy, illy, taku on the beat
let’s go!

[hook]
turn it on, get ’em off, set it off
shut it down (smash it out the speakers)
put ’em in the air like (smash it out the speakers)
put ’em in the air like (smash it out the speakers)
put ’em in the air like
turn it on, get ’em off, set it off
shut it down (smash it out the speakers)
put ’em in the air like (smash it out the speakers)
put ’em in the air like (smash it out the speakers)
put ’em in the air

[pre-verse ad-libs]
it’s illy, illy
all right

[verse 1]
bad man, b-tch, more banded than bandwidth
tell the forum to suck b-llb-gs
run the track, no caulfield or randwick
but puttin’ down like a pure bred holds its advantage
gold ain’t your average, neck up and quit
gave your disc half a minute, mate, f-cking skip
stiff upper lip, buds p-ss off
or bunker down before the clique b-m rush your gig
before something give ’cause my crew
have accomplished, accomplices on some sh-t
the real rascals, we bonkers b-tch, taku
got them b-sslines, ’bout to make the concrete split
so, take the att-tude, leave at the door
it’s all love, you know the deal if you’d seen it before
we throw bombs in the mosh, c4 your jaw
and when the motherf-cker’s screaming for more you give it to ’em like

[verse 2]
like you rolled in literal like glaucoma victims
but the crowd bounce like there ain’t a single f-cking stoner in ’em
we hit the road like the homeless
and return like homing pigeons, roll like a pig in sh-t
black out like solar eclipses
my peeps leap fake capones holding their st-tches
when the front of house and the fallbacks banging
it’s a given, follow tradition, get on the band wagon
we pole position, ain’t giving an inch and
ain’t willing to [?] system
these p-ss-es might as well be hair pulling and pinchin’
for all the affect they’re havin’, ill’s on a mission
i’m k!lling it, [?] swift kick to the gut
run amock, couldn’t give two fifths of a f-ck
if the man ain’t with ’em my foe going [?]
sound man, make the system crunch, your hands up like

[turntablism: dj flagrant]
“throw your hands in the air-
“throw your hands in the air-
“hands in the air-
“hands in the air-
“throw your hands in the air-
“hands in the air-
“throw your hands in the air, let the truth be revealed”

- illy lyrics

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