[Chorus: JAY-Z sample]

RAH! RAH! I'm ill! I'm ill! I'm ill!

RAH! RAH! I'm ill! I'm ill! I'm ill!

RAH! RAH! I'm ill! I'm ill! I'm ill!

MOTHERFUCKER I'm ILL!

RAH! RAH!

[Verse 1: Red Cafe]

Pop deuce spot, kid latch off

Still rap white, that Ash Roth

That uncut, that sushi

I'm two G, that's Gucci (what else !)

I'm bossed up, they washed up

E'ryday that cush I cough up

Buy all cash, we don't rent out

I'm ill, swag in the penthouse

Been a Konvict, ask Akon

Had blocks locked, ask Avon

That's real talk, what's up B'Mo!!!! (Yep!!!)

Bad Boy got Diddy on the T'Mo (WHAT ELSE!!!)

I'm ill, make it look simple

DJ bring it back like a rental

Drinks don't stop, we party all night

And e'rywhere I go, I let it go like

[Chorus: JAY-Z sample]

RAH! RAH! I'm ill! I'm ill! I'm ill!

RAH! RAH! I'm ill! I'm ill! I'm ill!

RAH! RAH! I'm ill! I'm ill! I'm ill!

MOTHERFUCKER I'm ILL!

RAH! RAH!

[Verse 2: Fabolous]

If my name was Willis, they'll prol'ly call me Will

But I'm the illest so that's why they call me ill

Ew! You niggas disgust me

And they ain't talking 'bout shit unless they discuss me

Funeral Fab, yeah I'm in the building y'all

All black on and I be killing y'all

So, the name speak for itself

You have a loser plus a lame that'll equal yourself

Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest ones

Still on my Grizzlies, no Iverson (Waddup A.I.?)

You ain't no gangsta, you an off-duty cop

With ya fake ass, they should call you booty shots

Yankee game, better seats than Rudy got

Fruity pot has me wit the eyes Matsui got (nice)

That nigga, that you are not

Red dot on ya head's the best tattoo you got

[Chorus: JAY-Z sample]

RAH! RAH! I'm ill! I'm ill! I'm ill!

RAH! RAH! I'm ill! I'm ill! I'm ill!

RAH! RAH! I'm ill! I'm ill! I'm ill!

MOTHERFUCKER I'm ILL!

RAH! RAH!

[Verse 3: Red Cafe]

They trash! And I'm ill!

I'm too hot, how the fuck I'm 'gon chill?

Laid back, Maybach, back seat

I'm "Ballin" like a athlete

Talk is cheap, everyone could afford it

Shakedown here, now everyone applaud

Now it's showtime, time to camcord

I'm in the building, and I'm the landlord

From the east, opposite of Kanye

No appetizers it's just entrees

Just four doors, maybe a couple Coupes

Everybody's eating, no Cup A Soup's

General R, just showed up

Don't pass me nothing already rolled up

Drinks don't stop, party all night

And everywhere I go, I let it go like:

[Chorus: JAY-Z sample]

RAH! RAH! I'm ill! I'm ill! I'm ill!

RAH! RAH! I'm ill! I'm ill! I'm ill!

RAH! RAH! I'm ill! I'm ill! I'm ill!

MOTHERFUCKER I'm ILL!

RAH! RAH!