The Illest

Mic check, mic check!
CHIC
Alright, let’s do this
It’s time to be the Illest
Time to be the Illest
It’s time to be the Illest
Time to be the Illest
It’s time to be the Illest
I’m just trying to be the Illest
But I think I’ve lost it, the flair to say something clever
I was told that I «wouldn't amount to anything whatsoever»
«GIVE UP MAN», «your rhymes are alright, you lack the punches»
«your style isn’t new, you trying to rap just like the others»
«You trying to sound like Slim, but couldn’t even be Fatboy»
«Couldn't rack up views, you’re chasing after the stacks?»
«Oh, you’ll never make it throwing in a fake accent,»
«Stay back from rapping wake up and throw away that pen»
Know what? You’re right. I may not have a unique style
My strength is in the bars and here you’ll see why
I was born to be a lyricist and prove each time
I spit, I can make you think like «oooh he can write»
I’m making a dent in my mind to face a rebirth
No need for speed, my pursuits will evade the previous
Attempts I failed to launch, now I need space to leave earth
Time my pen bleeds in the pad to create
Period
It’s time to be the Illest
Time to be the Illest
Time to be the Illest
I’m just trying to beat the Illest
Buried myself in my music — coughing, now I can’t breathe
Reaching for roots, branched out, stumped that fans leave
Dressing up rap in class and style, nothing fancy
Lyrically blind, cause half of these rappers just can’t read
Want to keep it sober, I’m not looking to take shots
Said yes to fathers of rap when y’all went K-pop
Not being a G I’m playing a sharp game
Gimme love, all eyes on me, like Dre-Pac
Hold up, not claiming to be like the forefathers
Big puns taking my Ls to go farther
Bold lines and beautiful stories like soap operas
And still I wouldn’t cut it (why) because fans don’t want this
If I spoke gibberish then maybe I’ll get them
Bub bilya bilyad bub aye ee aa eh um (rhyming gibberish)
Spit a cover of that Bhad Bhabie and then some
Fans and ladies could say «he's amazing, come get some»
Critics like Duane are here to help, I seek those
To motivate me to be better and to see growth
Beat the legs off the opponents I face, defeat foes
I may weather your rule down like 50 (oh!)
A battle for greatness, «how ya like me now», Kool Moe Dee
Marvel as I low key unleash my fury and go green
I’m poaching these rappers for lunch besides my Gnocchi
They talk about being goats, but y’all just need Bo Peep
It’s time to be the Illest
Time to be the Illest
Time to be the Illest
It’s time to be the Illest
(Yawn)
I’m not tired I’m just bored dawg
Oh sheep, y’all are just making me doze off
Go be Huggies or Pampers, you’re so soft
And good at holding (shhh) don’t let those drop
Thing is someone’s going to have a problem with this too
Saying «oh my god the sheep line has been used»
«this guy is not original; he’s trying to win views»
Let them bleat, I’ll dodge their rams and continue
Chopping you up cause I’m here to silence the lambs
A cannibal like Hannibal Lecter my palate’s advanced
I’ll paint a picture like da Vinci that’ll make you have Langdon
Decipher my riddles, and make him explain, understand?
Here come «rap» fans, they’ll say that I ripped off this style
Of whispering like Dax' Killshot, but I did not, it’s fine
Not saying that I’m saving the hip-hop, just trying
To make a name myself, one slick drop a time
A YouTube rapper seeking the views to climb higher
So, fly I flew, grab chicken soup, soles tired
I’m running this beat and you saying I’m not fire?
I won’t stop till I’ve made it, I will not retire
Cause I’m trying to be the Illest
I’m just trying to be the Illest
I’m trying to be the Illest
And I will be the Illest
(And I will be the Illest)