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Yo, I be the Big Illinois, to build and destroy
I on your deck, on your set
On your strip, your burrough
Rippin any that steps towards me
Yeah, I got like floors be
Yo, it out y'all

Real nigga quotes I tote, got shit on the free but
some shit that I wrote, legendary like the goat
Who got
Giving a quarter rest while I make these quarter
My album, niggaz was expectin, now my water
it, I was sorta broke
Get the paper for the funnies, and the horoscope
On a curry goat, like flu stokes coke
You sharp with your rings and chain but you short a
At the end of the road trip still, I'ma shit down like syndrome
Rappers are like Fox tryin to get home
Rarely get touchdown, I'm in the end zone
You honor what I'm on, then bitch nigga, get gone
>From the wind storm, I've been told the folklore
Body language spoke raw, don't talk to broads that are for
That provokes war, stand out cold sores
You claim you hard but you wholecore
George Bush and CIA, you old or
Write mention for publishin but you sold yours

Com got rhymes, Dug beats
Style complete, plus unique, the shit be
(on the real) You know the shit be
(down on the to real)

and my
People call me Com and collective prospective
I crowds, go off like car alarm sounds
Bomb like 'Nam sounds, yo bitch to calm down
Unless you want to get me askin me to take my hat off
On ill raps, I spit as if I had a bad
This Craig nigga stole a style and take the tag off
Playin yourself, you come with it, so you jack off
More heart an artery, jones in my bones
To see thugs in harmony, it's gonna be drama
If you try to sit Com down, this ain't
Shit is real like a property, crew is formin colonies
Commonly, I hear these rats thinkin they
On every rap hook, like a dog to me
In a reservoir, I and go
On and on, like or etcetera
not to make hits but hit home
Out of proportion, hit makers get
(on the real)

Com got rhymes, Dug make
Style complete, plus unique, the shit be
(on the real) You know the shit be
(down on the to real)

R and B kill me with they hardcore ballads
Love songs is violent, them niggaz style is silent
I hate to the singers together, but in my head
It's been ringin forever...and a day if you up on Marvin Gaye
Where all you singers booty this and me baby, it gets me
MCs be insecure, like them little hoe niggaz
Wearin bobs, if I got a show in your town, I'm with mob
niggaz and pullin broads is the apparent job
(on the real)

Com got rhymes, Dug beats
complete, plus unique, the shit be sweet
(on the real) You know the be real
(down on the to real)
Com got rhymes, Dug make
Style complete, unique, the shit be sweet
(on the real) You the shit be real
(down on the to real)

(don't front)