Illusions

[ chorus: sunz of man ]

Aiyyo this rap game ain't what it seems

Artists get cream turn fiend

Selling people a dream

[ hell razah ]

Aiyyo, you rappers don't amuse me wit your crystals or oozies

Industry groupies, living after movies

They scarfaced my race, some support hate

Lifes a court date, some die to escape so hold your weight

You niggas brag too much, fuck wit us we bag you up

And use the same clique that you thought would back you up

Its nine eight eliminate bait and open gates

Enough with chains and whips lets make brains eclipse

We all claim we rich, hold thugs in crypts

Forgot about the seeds growing up seven to six

Fuck a benz wit tints I got the razor prints

Yall rappers love idols there it is I'm convinced

Burn my contract, mental combat

And stomp your battle rap wit a vietnam track

Red and white sadaam rap sippin cognac

I bet you didnt loopb know that the real jews are black

I tell the truth cat where your mind chooses at

The world or the heavens?

God or the reverend?

Your girl or your weapon?

Christ armageddon armageddon ( geddon )