Opening Night

Live and direct us

Crooked Eye directed

This life's like a movie

These opening credits

9 times as epic

White lines for breakfast

Low lives in presence

But the highlights is hectic

As I level measured up here with giants and legends

But I built it myself, just minding my business

Fuck I'm high as the jet is

Shit I'm flying forget it

Shit I fall from grace

But shit I climb from the wreckage

Ain't here to smash it

What you here for?

Shotgun summer cause suckas hit the rear door

Long as I hear applause

Cheering me on

They like Illy, Illy, it's yours

Kill it, kill it, let's go

Sure I don't see why not

ONETWO my own label

Now the deals signed off

I'm a franchise player

Put my home team on

We toast to the winners

With our own theme song

And ain't no match for it

Y'all act like it's an accident

Me and Phizzle smashin' shit

It's arrogant but accurate

4 discs deep, they can wonder how

With all respect to the underground

We put it down my brother

Black suit, black tie

Cue applause, kill the lights

Welcome to opening night

We put it down my sister

We composed that score

Making silver screen records

While they scream encore

And it's real beyond reels

Way beyond skills

Motion picture shit like we put it on film

We roll, we roll, we roll, we roll

We roll, we roll, we roll, we roll

And the album number and the label

And the standards way up, anyway

I ain't been gone that long

Still missed y'all fam'

Couldn't keep me from it

I promised to be right back, so here I am

Run a track get a canter

And they still can't keep up with the pace I set

Matter fact they 'bout to get lapped

And already blessed with the grace to accept it

Never that nah man never that

I don't rush I'm prolific

I don't give a fuck if they different

They just lazy, at a snails pace

Still lucky they finished

Still leads us to the hoops they (?)

For how I got ahead of them and I'm like

Hmm actually that's probably true, Fuck forget it then

I'm a competitive son of a bitch

I got enough friends, fuck what you think

I'm on that I-L-L-Y ONETWO tip

No respect if none's deserved

No glory if nothing earnt

With that I present to y'all the Nexis worth

Of verses of my words

Rest assured

Fourth time lucky, 2013

Viva la un deux dios mio

Bitch we...

The camera's pop, snare's snap, record's crackle

Serial cinematic's capture every angle

Peel that curtain back, see them wheels churning

Poetry in motion my dream works, I'm Spielberg'n

And I Tarantino the flow

Lotta slick shit, pulp fiction

Adrenaline hit that (?)

Flat line then back to the living

Sh-Sh-Sh-Show of my life

Hold your applause, welcome to opening night