"BE ILL" lyrics
(feat. Kurupt & Masta Killa)
Be now, be ill, be down, be real
Yo, they used to always ask me
What I wanted to be when I grew up
I said yo (Be now, be ill, be down, be real)
[Rakim:]
A fashion dripper, Carhartt, Timberland's, contests
Ops flop, I stomp from gimmickless, average spitter
The response, my competition, get them all next
You're blessed like when the Phantom twist is lit
Lab hitter, progress, the God's magnificent
Patterns differ, context, my compositions hit, fathom quicker
Conquest, a conscious lyricist, atom splitter
Complex, it's quantum physics
Since they put my melody on a cleverly poem
My celebrities still legacy, and jeopardy long
Design flows in binary codes, no matrix
Light-speeds, time could be froze, no spaceships
Walkin' paradox, I made them all believers
Ship the paradigm, even time, alter features
On the mic, it's either 2-3 or not 2-3
In life, it's either 2-B, or not 2-B
"I'm-I'm-I'm in the zone" (This is what it's all about)
Be ill (I-I-I'll be flooded with ice)
Be ready to reveal ("I'm-I'm-I'm in the zone")
B-B-Be all I can be, and more ("Finishin' touch")
Be boys and girls (Be now, be ill, be down, be real)
[Kurupt:]
My abilities, to create mass delusion
Headaches, heartaches, and mass confusion
Contusions, I give out for free
Five at a time, one for two, and two for three (For three)
Confucius, verbally abusive
Intuitive, a gift I give (I give)
Look what I'm givin', the voice of the unforgivin'
In time, I might get forgiven for my crimes (Crimes)
Lay the body down and lace 'em with lime
You throw the beat on, and I'ma lace 'em with rhymes
Helter skelter, this pure love bizarre
Masta Killa said we gon' rock with the R (With the R)
You are who you are and we shine like the stars (Like the stars)
Sharp as a thumbtack, you jump in my car, let's go
"I'm-I'm-I'm in the zone" ("This is what it's all about")
Be ill ("I-I-I'll be flooded with ice")
Be ready to reveal ("I'm-I'm-I'm in the zone")
B-B-Be all I can be, and more ("Finishin' touch")
Be now, be ill, be down, be real
[Masta Killa:]
I walked on the sea of existence
And stepped on the shore of the moment
The father of civilization, I own it
The maker of my daughter, creation
One nation under a groove
Before the two virtues of seamless scriptures
Woven with the threads of wisdom
This picture of my life intelligence
Stimulates life and matter, so eloquent
A thought so delicate, yet weighs more than elephants
Strokes of excellence, extracted from the elements
A powerful calmness
I'm always armed and equipped with what I bomb with
A sweet flowin' river of mad facts
The actual calculated pressure applied
Hits are tactical, masterful mind
Catapult self beyond the measure of time
The resilience and brilliance of Kurupt Young Gotti
Rakim, the God body with the wise chips
Jamal I read when I speak
Raisin' universal flags up high, say peace (Peace)
"I'm-I'm-I'm in the zone" ("This is what it's all about")
Be ill ("I-I-I'll be flooded with ice")
Be ready to reveal ("I'm-I'm-I'm in the zone")
B-B-Be all I can be, and more
Yo, they used to always ask me
What I wanted to be when I grew up
I said yo (Be now, be ill, be down, be real)
[Rakim:]
A fashion dripper, Carhartt, Timberland's, contests
Ops flop, I stomp from gimmickless, average spitter
The response, my competition, get them all next
You're blessed like when the Phantom twist is lit
Lab hitter, progress, the God's magnificent
Patterns differ, context, my compositions hit, fathom quicker
Conquest, a conscious lyricist, atom splitter
Complex, it's quantum physics
Since they put my melody on a cleverly poem
My celebrities still legacy, and jeopardy long
Design flows in binary codes, no matrix
Light-speeds, time could be froze, no spaceships
Walkin' paradox, I made them all believers
Ship the paradigm, even time, alter features
On the mic, it's either 2-3 or not 2-3
In life, it's either 2-B, or not 2-B
"I'm-I'm-I'm in the zone" (This is what it's all about)
Be ill (I-I-I'll be flooded with ice)
Be ready to reveal ("I'm-I'm-I'm in the zone")
B-B-Be all I can be, and more ("Finishin' touch")
Be boys and girls (Be now, be ill, be down, be real)
[Kurupt:]
My abilities, to create mass delusion
Headaches, heartaches, and mass confusion
Contusions, I give out for free
Five at a time, one for two, and two for three (For three)
Confucius, verbally abusive
Intuitive, a gift I give (I give)
Look what I'm givin', the voice of the unforgivin'
In time, I might get forgiven for my crimes (Crimes)
Lay the body down and lace 'em with lime
You throw the beat on, and I'ma lace 'em with rhymes
Helter skelter, this pure love bizarre
Masta Killa said we gon' rock with the R (With the R)
You are who you are and we shine like the stars (Like the stars)
Sharp as a thumbtack, you jump in my car, let's go
"I'm-I'm-I'm in the zone" ("This is what it's all about")
Be ill ("I-I-I'll be flooded with ice")
Be ready to reveal ("I'm-I'm-I'm in the zone")
B-B-Be all I can be, and more ("Finishin' touch")
Be now, be ill, be down, be real
[Masta Killa:]
I walked on the sea of existence
And stepped on the shore of the moment
The father of civilization, I own it
The maker of my daughter, creation
One nation under a groove
Before the two virtues of seamless scriptures
Woven with the threads of wisdom
This picture of my life intelligence
Stimulates life and matter, so eloquent
A thought so delicate, yet weighs more than elephants
Strokes of excellence, extracted from the elements
A powerful calmness
I'm always armed and equipped with what I bomb with
A sweet flowin' river of mad facts
The actual calculated pressure applied
Hits are tactical, masterful mind
Catapult self beyond the measure of time
The resilience and brilliance of Kurupt Young Gotti
Rakim, the God body with the wise chips
Jamal I read when I speak
Raisin' universal flags up high, say peace (Peace)
"I'm-I'm-I'm in the zone" ("This is what it's all about")
Be ill ("I-I-I'll be flooded with ice")
Be ready to reveal ("I'm-I'm-I'm in the zone")
B-B-Be all I can be, and more
Writer(s): Ricardo Emmanuel Brown, Elgin Evander Turner, William Michael Griffin Jr.
