Killuminati Pt. 2

[Intro: Joey Bada$$]

Killuminati all through your body

Like a 12-gauge shotty

[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]

And I'm still a beast with these flows

Feeling real low, my tree self-esteem roll

We drowning out Atlantis, can't overflow Beast Coast

Be more 'pecific, next time you're shoutin' loud, a-mi-go

I am not the star? In fact, I plan it all

Fuck what the media write, bitch, this is a fire bar

Please don't leave your comment if you are not up to par

No names, putting you in a verse, that's too far

You're mundane, can't obtain the knowledge in my brain

My set told me light you up, so this that propane

It's Nathan, all I gotta do is just spit a flame

No escaping, you in a swimming pool of champagne

You set yourself up for that one, mane

The king of New York? Ha, we ain't just gon' let that one hang

Last nigga got dethroned and you ain't from my zone

The rest of the real niggas is dead and gone

[Chorus: Joey Bada$$]

But fuck it, I'm Biggie, I'm L, I'm Pun

I'm God's Son, I'm Pac, Guru, all in one

I'm what they predicted before I come

In fact, I do it all for them

But fuck it, I'm Biggie, I'm L, I'm Pun

I'm God's Son, I'm Pac, Guru, all in one

I'm what they predicted before I come

In fact, I do it all for them

[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]

I'm getting a "Ugh", I'm getting a "Ugh" from the weak shit

That I hear, no lyrical style come near me

How they gon' try to compare me to what's clearly

Barely, not nearly as rare as me?

Swank make hands fold like a rare disease

"How thou art write this? Yo, it's scaring me!"

I got all these rap niggas fucking fearing me

Heard they was looking for war but ain't declaring me

I'm well aware, NY, not Delaware

I'm the real king fella here, you more like Prince of Bel-Air

I'm clearing the air, might fire at will

These rap niggas don't want the static for real

'Cause they lines not adjacent to my spectacular skill

If you don't fuck with cinematic, stand still

My life's a movie, on the real, you can get shot with your hands on the wheels

With your pants at ya heels

[Chorus: Joey Bada$$]

But fuck it, I'm Biggie, I'm L, I'm Pun

I'm God's Son, I'm Pac, Guru, all in one

I'm what they predicted before I come

In fact, I do it all for them

But fuck it, I'm Biggie, I'm L, I'm Pun

I'm God's Son, I'm Pac, Guru, all in one

I'm what they predicted before I come

In fact, I do it all for them

[Bridge: Joey Bada$$]

Killuminati all through your body

Like a 12 gauge shotty

[Outro: Kirk Knight]

Ooh

Uh, uh, ah, aah!

And I'm feeling like the realest motherfucker alive (Alive)

And I'm feeling like the realest motherfucker alive (Alive)

And I'm feeling like the realest motherfucker alive (Alive)

And I'm f— one, one, one

And I'm feeling like the realest motherfucker alive (Alive)

And I'm feeling like the realest motherfucker alive (Alive)

And I'm feeling like the—

Killuminati, all through your (All through your)

[Skit: Buckshot]

I love the competition

Go against the Beast Coast?

I retired that level of it

And now you have to deal with a brother like Joey

Which is a .45 magnum with a knife at the tip

And a shotgun at the end

Joey? Yeah