Illu$trious - Cold on the Eastside Lyrics

Dropping my smoke
Sitting on the back of the rock blowing O's
Thinking of a plan to devise with my bros
Cause I'm trying to get this money it ain't funny i know
We got the fingers to the media
Tried to open up my mind like it was Wikipedia
Put the city on my back cause it's a new millennium
We all bleed the same blood why should i fear anyone
That's anyone
Rappers I be killing them
Starting what I'm finishing
K.o then I finish em
I want the want range rove
Let my chains hang low
Trying to play with us but player you can't hang though
I'm Django master of the painful
Flying over heads something like i am a halo
Whenever I'm floating I be feeling like an angel
I be with the team holding it down like a staple

You're Abel I'm Cain
Doper than the Mary Jane mixed with cocaine
Stressing out my talent got me going insane
Flowing like the waters you're a clog in the drain
Clear the ash
Dope in the bag
Taking out the garbage cause you rappers are trash
I'm on my three six
Going up with each hit
Goons down to ride with the glock and the mask
Manage all the bombs when I'm sitting in the cockpit
Got the whole world freaking when I'm fitting to drop this
Apex predator remorse is not an option
Told my family relax told my mamma i got this
Got a problem I'll solve it
You don't get a funeral cause you keep talking
Say you're spitting but homie your coughing
Putting all the lames in the game in a coffin
Getting all the W's like i was from the west side
Roll another L then prove i'm better than the next guy
Seen a-lot of things but I've never seen the techs fly
I'm not new Phinest let me get a co-sign