Ill Curriculum ft. BoFaat Lyrics

Y'all are hardly relevant elegance when I'm telling it

Potent with the venom when I'm spitting the medicine

God manuscripts slick with the scriptures

Holy scrolls written like I'm taking a picture

Fine lines designed to scribe rhymes

Silencing your mind turned rappers to pantomimes

Essential with the formula immortal auditory

Shit is rare vintage not ordinary recordings

Eradicate evacuate, blood coagulated

Ox native blowing lah in the air like it was medicated

Dedicated to the raw wild and really ill

Only a chosen few to make it with the skills

Hold the mic with the illest like you never will

To the bloodstream and the veins yo, its medakill

Metaphorical words of the oracle

Biblical literature signed with blood in the signature

Y'all never made it with the words rhymes or metaphors

Catalogue quickly transforms to your epilogue

Death is the only option moving like an OxyContin

Properly maneuver when you knew to move with extra caution

Slick to split victims ill with the curriculum

Meticulous, witness the skills to spit infinite

They never heard of it tunicate word murdering

Learning me the verbs absurd observed surgery

That's how I get it, these rappers still moving gelatin

They never really wanted beef, moving skeletons

Rare stereo various raw areas

At the top of the game sound the chariots

I've written it, sick of it, spit sickening

Signaling your death you cats can bear witnesses

Bar weaponry, mental telepathy

Chemical acapella instrumental supremacy