Lyrics 1ate7 (feat. Man-U-Ill) - Logikil

Got an opinion you can keep it, n I squeeze quick
Silence the bullets it'll be our little secret
Since you wanna be Latin so bad leave you in the alley
In the hot summer sun now n you Rican
When I'm speaking they stop and listen to every proposition
I'll urinate on that reggie find me some pot to piss in
With mind conviction I stop the bg and spot the difference
Pop the clip and the wildest ns getting shocked and fidget
Got em spinning yea Logi from went working the block
With fiends lurking the spot for rock serving em hot
The knowledge that I acquired from that was worth getting shot
Hit the music game a juggernaut murking the opps
Ya need to stop with the fables that you telling me dog
You got a change quick fake dk you'll never be hard
I'm a deranged prick aim stick letting em off
Hop a plane shift the blame now they letting him off it's KIL

WE GON THUG THIS ST OUT!
WE GON THUG THIS ST OUT!
They call is 1ATE7 when I'm on that Mic!!
They call it 1ATE7 na SAY GOOD NIGHT!

Murder murder mo murder another body to catch
If I could reach ya through the speakers souls'll probably be snatched
Separate you from your spirit leave your body intact
Although my impact can blow the heart out of your back UH
Dealer of death, doctor of doom
Offie you not a goon you wouldn't pop a balloon
Stop it bafoon, you inferior dilla
Your material filler my material iller
Imperial thriller, yes I'm superior realer
Murking beat after beat, I'm a serial killer
Listen Mister, you don't want no drama cuz imma
Ted Bundy your sister Jeffrey Dahmer ya momma
Knock your teeth out your mouth on your dental I'm dancing
Sense of humor of Freddy with the mental of Manson
Yea strangler liars with mic wires
Can't stop me I walk through fires like Mike Myers

WE GON THUG THIS ST OUT!
WE GON THUG THIS ST OUT!
They call is 1ATE7 when I'm on that Mic!!
They call it 1ATE7 na SAY GOOD NIGHT!

You a fam so I dap you with the lefty
I'm the man when God made us all he sketched me
I'm so trash ya girl say my dk is hefty
She glad that I bagged when I come she never empty
Sharp as an arrow deadly like a harpoon
Animated getting played in ya whip CAR-toon
Ya bh friends dripping on the seats Car-pool
Leave you flat give you the enTIRE IRON CAR TOOL
Welcome to my hood boy I'm hotter than the engine
Run circles round you A (@) Fk a mention
Making no money getting paid from the attention
Bring anyone you know consider it a death wish
Fast food ns get it at the window drive
Through and leave him leaking extra ketchup no fries
No lie, you jealous of my life know why?
Only time people care about a Will when you die

WE GON THUG THIS ST OUT!
WE GON THUG THIS ST OUT!
They call is 1ATE7 when I'm on that Mic!!
They call it 1ATE7 na SAY GOOD NIGHT!