Song: Illest
Artist:  Sam Faino
Year: 2013
Viewed: 80 - Published at: 7 years ago

[Verse 1: Sam Faino]
One hundred percent of the flow is automatic, they can't stand it
Cannabis rollin' in the hammock with a panoramic view of the planets
Back at it the half is passed. High as the attic I am ecstatic
And it's over son your ass better practice. My devotion only the coldest one
Holding a protozoa close just like a fucking holster son
On my premises it's evident Imma' start wreckin' shit
Then I come in clever weapons worth severed seven heads in many directions
Different perceptions, everyday struggles I'm expectin'
Everyone troubles, just accept it. Homie, your life is what you let it
Control your hopes and elect it, but on this pole I'm president
Head over heels with your bitch ice cold erected
Bio-hectic any second, but anyway I'mma say "Fuck the world"
And really see what I'm left with


[Hook: Sam Faino]
Whatchu want is what you really got so put it in your pocket and just flow
This music lift your spirit, if you gifted then just go
I'm the mid-west villain murderin' kittens really on a roll
I'm the illest mother fucker from the 'skee, you didn't know?
Flippin' tracks like skillets so just feel it and I'm ghost

[Verse 2: Nathan Wayne]
You flipped these lights on by mistake and now you're blinded by greatness
Cause every move that you make is already taken by nameless and shameless
Kids whose only aim is to get fucked up and famous
And rep. the city they came in by marking all the right places

[Hook]

[Sam Faino]
Yeah. Real shit homie
Fuck you if you don't like it


[Nathan Wayne]
Goof Troop

( Sam Faino )
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