illferal x rezchem where are you talking to me
prod. illferal yafknnn

LYRICS
they havent had enough new sick
scuffed 2 kicks in my kung fu flick
last song sucks 2 dicks
kiss my ring before that because ive come to shit

ya mums mad at me i raided her purse
blowin up my phone with no papers at work
 

tell her this shits the bible when its played in reverse
and claim that it was written by satan and nerve

nah yeah wtf cunt 
hit the stash in the bushes for my glove gun

taken my billy break just to pump one 
pay to cut you fuckers out call you all a lump sum
 

taken my word
shoe lacin the herb    
aint featues im not wastina  verse
aint gonna work

im not wastin a verse
snake on a shirt  
resin been asleep while im awake and alert   
 
seisdeep in the lab makin microchips
 
each limb gettin hydrodipped
this the white coat clique
  
spiked mum and dad brothers psychosis 
im the guy who hates the pub but loves the drive home pissed 
 
2 gacked im tryna bite both lips
fifo shifts ya girls bed til my cryo kip

stop pretending that you mmight know shit  
cause right above my head i keep a lightglobe lit

mind so big its gettin my dome squished
first day ridin think i might throw whips
only new hit singles because i wont miss  
my favourite rappers me coz that guy wrote this

im not even rappin i just talk great
record once, export it by the fourth take
ive worn seis since i was born mate
doctor wrapped me in a snake tee for the lore sake

flickin a saw blade
then piss on ya north face
bedore i walk in kick the hinges off the door frame
sorta like u....
of course sicker, and more paid
all my courses gourmet
ur all flawed with poor taste

stay grounded -
any cunt ill out zen
surrounded - 
runnin laps around them

head boppin -
snap necks into bowed heads
rez cough n -
count zeds till im found dead

im reinvestin all my gold into beug stocks
...selectin illchem up on the juke box
get the whole crowd jumpin off the rooftop
new strains juice named like my plug a fruit shop 

only ever leave with what i came for
cheque please...
r e z i stay sauced
brain been tickled by a chain saw
nuke proof fit when i wage war
whenever i leave i just make sure

im claymore trippin...
stay on pace unttill they forfeitin...
sickened like i ate raw chicken
my snores spittin
everyday wake up to more writtens

ILLCHEMS HEAPS MAD AUS RAP SONG

Brissy Lad

This song dives headfirst into the murky territory of self-sabotage, mental health and vulnerability. But this isn’t some moral sermon. Instead, RAW plays out as a conversation, a push and pull with a loved one who delivers the hard truths.

Lyrics:
Summer nights,
Winter days,
Can't see the light,
Don't know my name,
And I'm so tired, ill, afraid,
Living a lie,
There's no escape.

Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW

Wrestling the demons inside it's like RAW,
Run but there's nowhere to hide
I can't stop,
Gone like a thief in the night
Who take off,
If it rains know a flood gonna rise
I play god.
She's like 'why you tryna sabotage?
Got the world in the palm of your hand
And you pass it off.
Plus you shine too bright to be blending in,
So why you walk around in your camouflage?
Yeah why you tryna fuck it up?
I know things be weighing on your mind
So you lift it up,
But you always end up coming down,
And you been on this shit for days, when is it enough?'

Summer nights,
Winter days,
Can't see the light,
Don't know my name,
And I'm so tired, ill, afraid,
Living a lie,
There's no escape.

Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW

And I can see my face in a scary place,
Too much on my plate that's like every day,
Trip to outer space don't know where it take,
‘Nah this is madness’
She like 'come on you can't tell me you're content with average.'
I said 'really baby I was born to be a savage,
I can live without a shower
I don't need a mattress,
All these material objects are extra baggage.'
'Huh,' she said 'you're smart but you're dumb as fuck,
You waste your time every time and you push your luck,
Getting faded and then feeling rough,
So don't ask me why you're always falling in a rut.'
Damn.

Summer nights,
Winter days,
Can't see the light,
Don't know my name,
And I'm so tired, ill, afraid,
Living a lie.

Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW

Born in the U.S.
Raised in Australia
Chill Rap + Sample-Heavy Beats
Forever an Outcast

REAL DARDY
100 PERCENT YEAH BUT ALSO, NAH.

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