Текст: CyHi Da Prynce. Hatin On Prynce (I'm Illy).

Ya'll can hate the prynce
But every bar real
Cause ya tender like the man behind the bar is
I'm the cooler cat since Garfield
I'm international the people call me Hartfield?
So Par chill
Cause now I'm underground like the hog is
When the fog clears
You gone hear me clearly
Like you listenin with dog ears
Yo career dyin quickly dog years
Cause all year I was clean
With my team
And I did it with the green
Like paul peirce
Chrome 38 shinin like the car grill
Squeeze once make a sucker do a cartwheel
But sticks and stone don't break my bones
If I leave with a cut or a crush
Nigga scars heal
These rappers say they G's but never went to jail
And u say they harder than Prynce Cidel
I'm like some ace of spades
They ain't even Ginger Ale
Plus I'm so intelligent
I could've went to Yale
I'm illy take the Ph off of Philly
Or take the Ch off of chilly
No matter how ya spell it
Nigga I'm the shit and you can smell it
I'm so angelic
You the devil I can tell it
Gotta plug in 'Cisco
He said that he can mail it
I ain't gotta inhale it
To tell you if I can sell it
And I ain't never been jealous
But if you are
My revolver spit pellets
But I wrote with a bunch of pirates
I'm past bein' I'll
Pussy nigga I gotta virus