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talk my shyt - chalmaine the god lyrics

talk my shyt lyrics
[verse 1]
i’m like griselda with anger in danger i put ya
the eastside gun i find ways to con these n*ggas and butcher
b*tches don’t want it yall just act mean, yall cackling
a plague that spread like a virus i’m the vaccine
y’all not immune when the lead hits the paper like a gatling
aiming for your head got you trying out for the track team
use to be a trap queen to crack feigns to stack cream
now i’m murdering tracks clean i reign superior
5the rap queen, i smell fear from your interior
got you n*ggas looking like b*tches on your exterior
which mеans you inferior i blow up on the scenе
i seen you hoes, looking tore up like a war scene from syria
listen to perfection, i spit the rawness
my diamonds never make mistakes when i shine i’m flawless
pulling up in luxury it sucks to be you
i’m destined for greatness i’m coming straight from detroit yall can’t f*ck with me

[chorus]
i be the truth in the booth let me talk my sh*t
don’t give a f*ck who is you i’m gone talk my sh*t
shut the f*ck up and listen while i talk my sh*t
it’s chalmaine pay attention when i talk my sh*t

[verse 2]
when you talk to me watch your mouth i beg your pardon
your just confetti i’m a machete inside the margin
let me talk my sh*t i spit to the bass and the treble
i’m hotter than h*ll i’m a star i can spar with the devil
ain’t hard to tell i’m better than ya’ll on every level
hold it steady, license to k!ll feel the heavy metal
your lame b*tch rapping bout the same sh*t
acting, play your part quit reading the same script
i’m creative with this music, innovative originated
treat you hoes like real estate, get renovated
my mental state, is on another plane i can sky dive
in the streets i’m still connected like wifi
so why try you might die from a drive by make your eyes cry
i stay blowed i’m a die high you b*tches ain’t real
who you kidding, yall spitting written fiction like a sci*fi
your superficial diction is artificial so why lie. b*tch

- chalmaine the god lyrics

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