Lyrics
Ill nation
I got word that you wanted to see me
Quickly
Quickly
Plus I'm live plus I'm Category 5
Plus I'm live plus I'm Category 5
Ill nation what's happening
Plus I'm live plus I'm Category 5
Dungeon family what's up
24 Man
All my ill nation
All my ill nation
No bodyguards, no body armor
Cuz I sound like a suicide bomber
No bodyguards, no body armor
Keep angels close, you surrounded by your karma
Get up under guards, there's a shield
Nothing wicked can harm ya
I came to inform ya
And when you hear click clack
Like when snakes hiss at
Hella angels came with me
They been dispatched
I hook my enemies with that pistol in they six pack
Put a cease to the chit chat
Hey this a serious issue
I possess raps with intent to distribute
What's on the menu
Plus I'm live plus I'm Category 5
Plus I'm live plus I'm Category 5
Plus we live plus we Category 5
And we live plus we Category 5
No bodyguards, no body armor
Cuz I sound like a suicide bomber
No bodyguards, no body armor
Keep angels close, you surrounded by your karma
Take a journey through these killing fields
I don't know no thieves with honor
Stay deep as a summer
In the streets is a sauna
I swear I told her that the heat is upon her
Third degree of the trauma
My pyramid revolves around Mecca
In the meantime I'm dodging demons with drugs
These bill collectors, eviction notice
I shoot the devil with this magnum opus
Situations make the mostest
Pursue with closeness
While you posing for these pessimistic posters
I'm a part the ocean
It's waves in all they motions
Create my own path
So pardon my emotions
They mix elixirs of truth up in these deadly potions
These deadly toxins are corrosive
They feed your children
So I feed my children vegetables that God envisioned
All natural, I had this premonition
That we was getting green
No concern of man's religion
I gotta keep my mind on the lethal mission
Overstand the game that gets ran and details mentioned
The halo that you blessed with fades from suspicion
I move crowds like a Glock with intention
No bodyguards, no body armor
Cuz I sound like a suicide bomber
No bodyguards, no body armor
Keep angels close, you surrounded by your karma
The world caress you with drama
Cuz you never know how many devils is on ya
Watch the ripple fade like the echo of trauma
It's all for the better, God's testing your honor
I heard a dove cry and the sound it was somber
With a whisper on the wind, smelling like marijuana
Take a deep breath to inhale that
The smell gone quickly
They want the holy grail back
A day long symphony
Basically they tryna play on they infamy
Rain on your parade but the rain only strengthen me
Let me put it to you tenderly
It's meant to be
It all comes around in the end, 360
Back when you ain't have a whip, only a 10 speed
It cracked like you breaking your hip
Listen intently
Let your ear drums pump with the song
While you can on this earth cuz we don't have long
Like a plan or a birth, anything can go wrong
I done planted the seed hoping you could catch on
When you die, close your eyes, look to the sky
When you die, close your eyes and look high
No bodyguards, no body armor
Cuz I sound like a suicide bomber
No bodyguards, no body armor
Keep angels close, you surrounded by your karma