The Real

Warfare Symphony: Illy's Musical Revolution
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Lyrics

Yeah, Who gonna equal this, none of them count

Expressing superiority, challenging others to match up.

The sum's the whole of their parts so no point in interrupting 'em now

Collective strength is significant, no need to interfere.

They just divide themselves by themselves, staying boxed under the ground

People segregate themselves, limiting their potential.

Square roots, no fucking around, we nail it

Emphasizing precision and effectiveness, no nonsense.

They tools man, they wanna compare cuticles

Critiquing others who focus on superficial comparisons.

The last one's standing out, like the chair's musical

Standing out like a unique musical chair.

Peace and games now, but ain't a distant scene to see

Current state is peaceful, but potential conflicts are looming.

The blast cavities indicative the history between us

Blast cavities hint at a history of conflict.

It's been war, and all's fair in it

Acknowledging past wars where anything was acceptable.

Beware of the truth, can't raise troops off of fairy bread

Warning against trusting in comforting falsehoods.

At this range, our caliber won't put a hole in your head

Weaponry won't solve issues at this level of disagreement.

They'll blow your head clean off your neck, bomb squad stomp in

Highlighting the extreme consequences of conflict.

Lock step, Illy Al, Grey Ghost, Mantrizzle

Listing contributors to the track.

Trigga Trials in the building, supplying death till demand filled

Suppliers of deadly lyrics filling a demand.

It's a minefield, blow up appeal

Metaphorically, the industry is a dangerous place.

Their LP's landfill soon as we sign seal and deliver the real, uh

Albums become waste once they deliver authentic content.


""Hydro Bazooka shit"" ""Hit em where it hurts""

Expressing aggression and a militant attitude.

""Blow them motherfucking backback out""

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""We keeps it real inside the battlefield-battlefield

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Battle-battle-battlefield""

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""This ain't rap-rapping""

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""This is warfare""""Bitch""

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""Nobody move til I say-say so""

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""Time's up over-over, blaow!""

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I traded in an AK47 for a pile of 45S

Swapping a weapon for music in the "war."

So my weapon is the music in the war tonight

Music becomes a weapon in the current conflict.

Call this gorilla warfare cos I'm about to go ape shit

Ready to unleash fury like a gorilla.

Grey Ghost, Jeremedy double agent

Referencing another artist as an ally.

Door to door killer, semi-automatic villain

Describing a rapid, destructive delivery of lyrics.

Spit it at a million miles a minute 'til I'm finished

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Send a prayer to mother earth cos we tortured the girl

Lamenting the impact of artistic expression on the world.

Write lyrics as a way of declaring war on the world

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Words of mass destruction (WMDS)

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Instructions only seen by a couple of MCs

Describing a rebellious, decorated character.

Playing cops and robbers, I would always play cadet

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A plank of wood with a stick taped to it as a bayonet

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A rapscallion's adorned in medallions

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Don't ever wanna fuck with me and my battalion

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Strictly lyrical kid, criminal mind

Emphasizing a focus on lyrics and a criminal mindset.

Scribble over your lyric page to cross enemy lines

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Hydro Bazooka shit Hit em where it hurts

Reiteration of aggressive and authoritative commands.

Blow them motherfucking backback out

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We keeps it real inside the battlefield-battlefield

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Battle-battle-battlefield

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This ain't rap-rapping

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This is warfare, bitch

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Nobody move til I say-say so

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Time's up over-over, blaow!

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Who could even assume that another living human

Asserting uniqueness and unity in the track.

Could possibly do what I'm doing, let alone prove it

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I move in and out of reality, truly unique anatomy

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This unity on a track is nuclear fusion

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A volatile, highly flammable, collusion of chemicals

Describing a dangerous combination heading for conflict.

Caught on a collision course with whoever try stepping to

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Arms dealer got my crew standing sentinel

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Checking the bomb is armed and to the letter exceptional

Ensuring readiness for battle without high expectations.

No expectations, we merely make examples

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Rap to break records, occasionally clear samples

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Tamper with the fabric of classic rap shit

Playing with classic rap elements for personal enjoyment.

Put a tear right through it and stare right through it

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As far as I'm concerned, it's there for my amusement

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So when I tear mics, dude, it's me at at my truest

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Soothsaying superhuman sharp shooter, who's playin'

Asserting prowess and targeting others in the industry.

I'm aiming at you, setting 'em ablaze in the booth

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Hydro Bazooka shit Hit em where it hurts

Reiteration of the aggressive and authoritative tone.

Blow them motherfucking backback out

-

We keeps it real inside the battlefield-battlefield

-

Battle-battle-battlefield

-

This ain't rap-rapping

-

This is warfare, bitch

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Nobody move til I say-say so

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Time's up over-over, blaow!

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The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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