How Ill

Listen, I got crazy skills I'ma tell you like this I'm so ill I snatch the food out the hungry lion's mouth Jog from Brooklyn to DC on I 95 south Without getting fatigued I travel at light speed Get shot with a bazooka, dog can barely bleed I can touch a lightning bolt, and not get shocked Put shots at the president and won't get knocked no shittin' Swim with the sharks and I ain't never been bitten Have Nelson Mandela quoting the shit that I'm spitting Make one phone call I get pulled me apart And another call I kick it with Osama Bin Laden Have every lesbian chick, begging for dick Make that nigga Al Sharpton cut off that old perm shit Spit fire out my mouth like the mythical dragon Own a unicorn horn; smoke the blunt with the leprechaun Squash ghetto beef before the weapons are drawn Bring lash back to life and put his black ass on To get this ill takes practice I'm so ill I have mike Bloomberg cutting me checks Pimps instruct they hoes to pay me for sex I make extra chips teaching David Blaine tricks NASA called my lab before they launch rocket ships So ill, Jackie Chan calls me the black version After finished rapping I'ma be a brain surgeon I can see the planets clearly without a telescope Went to Rome to rock so they try to make me the Pope I have Oprah in the crib posing for exotic flicks Take a trip to Fort Knox and pick up like 80 bricks Free all of the wrongfully imprisoned people out of jail And when I'm finished with Oprah ill snap flicks of Gail Ill rip the mic all night without taking a breath Swim the Atlantic Ocean without taking a rest I always win so gamblers place your bets I'm taking MC's to Maury for maternity tests To get this Ill takes practice And it goes like this I'm so ill they model computer chips after my brain When a county in drought they call the kids for rain Bring peace to the Gaza strip cause I got so much clout Mario owe me dough for knocking Donkey Kong out Wolfgang Puck gave me paper to teach me to cook JK Rowlings asked me to write the next harry potter book I can feed a million people with my peacea and jada Darth Vader don't really know I'm Luke Skywalker father I spend my down time writing scripts for Scorsese When I blow shit up I make the terrorists hate me I'ma probably end up living until I'm one hundred and eighty My stamina so legendary, wonder women trying to date me My touch cures the sick, like an antibiotic Slap up Steve Austin, and short out his bionics Rap to a point just like a navy seal gunner I'm taking shit over this summer and every summer To get this Ill takes practice.