Dirty Laundry

We illuminate
 Not Illuminati
 So play your part
 Before the party
 You can call it art
 This my dirty laundry
 I feel like Dirty Harry
 You feeling lucky punk?
 I love it when the body slump dumped in the cemetery
 Survival of the villains by any means necessary
 HAHAHAHA
 This is fam
 I feel like Ip Man
 They test my dexterity and then I switch hands
 I stay peddling, no kick stand
 Went from pesky kids meddling
 To a league of extraordinary gentleman
 In one given life span
 All in the auditorium for the audio advance
 I need a Delorean to fix this alternative ending
 The memory best served as a flashback
 Nightmare on Maryland
 A pair of derelicts
 Couldn't tell em shit
 You could tell by the smell of it
 Dont trip keep a spliff on the lip
 Slump in the whip
 I'm equipped with quip
 My equipment is rich
 They equpiment is ripped
 Nah, won't quit til the fuck shit is RIP
 In my clique fuck shit don't exist
 Ya clique get eclipsed
 Catch a punch in the ribs
 I didn't spit this verse, I took a piss
 I get weird sometimes
 Cus the devils raise levels at night
 If you scared let that fear subside
 Paranoia is awareness watch out one time
 I think I see a ghost
 Nah just a buster
 Raise your glass lets toast to another
 Until they call my number
 Slump
 We illuminate
 Not Illuminati
 So play your part
 Before the party
 You can call it art
 This my dirty laundry
 I feel like Dirty Harry
 You feeling lucky punk?
 AHH
 You are one uh-gly mutha fucka