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turn it up - silky black lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yo g, turn it up, yo
turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up

[chorus]
tell the sound man to turn it up
and tell the engineer he gotta turn it up, yeah
and tell the djs to turn it up
and tell the car driver they gotta turn it up, yeah

[verse 1]
climb upon a rhyme that will travel like a mason
steppin’ to the silky one, you don’t know what you’re facin’
’cause i’m like jason, or any other serial k!ller
i’m getting kicks, smashing n-gg-s like caterpillar
so addicted to the rap that i can’t cope
they put me in a rehab for the mcs that i smoked up
like a slab in a crack pipe
i’m on some new and improved sh-t and they call it a mic
but i’ma blow up like a grenade
this ain’t the escapades
strictly n-gg-s getting slayed by the styles i made
i ain’t afraid to test my sk!lls with any rapper
’cause this type of flow is crazy dapper
don’t play me like a punk n-gg-
’cause i’m the punk figure
extra large as i b-m rush and barge on your bullsh-t
any pick, n-gg-, you need to quit
you need a flow like this to collect profit
you need to slip or else you’re getting pistol whipped
you stepped on my toes and now you know you done slipped
in the wrong area or cypher
so now it’s a life or death, the choose, you be the decipher
silky black is chopping like a knife
and since i’ve returned, this mad grief is strife
by the booty-wack rappers that i love to hate
and when i catch up to you, skully, that’s your -sses ate

[chorus]
tell the sound man he gotta turn it up
and tell the engineer he gotta turn it up, yeah
and tell the djs he gotta turn it up
and tell the car driver he gotta turn it up, yeah

[verse 2]
don’t you know that the way i rip a rhyme, n-gg-s know that i’m official
p-ss his family out the tissue, ’cause yo, they gonna miss you
if you try to be bold and hold the mic i own
n-gg-s -sses getting tore up, and lips are getting sewn
by mr. ruffneck, show me respect, but yo, don’t play me close
i laugh, been bugging like a n-gg- with the holy ghost
f-ck toast, let’s see what’s up with the beaters
’cause you don’t really want the silky black to get the heaters
got the flavor like paprika, got it oozing through the speaker
only the strong will survive, and k!lled off will be the weaker
when you enter the zone where mad n-gg-s get their heads flown
forget a battle ’cause he’s blown
out of my vicinity, smoke him like a chimney
never been a friend of me, so label him an enemy
call a paramedic ’cause i’m gonna get pathetic
challenging this rap style? you will regret it
n-gg-s set it, but never ever seem to accomplish
claim they would stomp this, that sh-t sound monotonous
somebody juice you up like a mystic
but f-cking with silk, you’ll be another statistic
so “bacdafucup” like onyx, my sh-t’s bionic
the silky flow mixed with music electronics

[instrumental break]

[chorus]
tell the sound man he gotta turn it up
and tell the engineers they gotta turn it up, yeah
and tell the djs they gotta to turn it up
and tell the car drivers to turn it up, yeah

[verse 3]
i’m coming out to show your brothers what i’m all about
and my rugged and rough style will prove without a doubt
that the silky technique’s a winner
and i’ve been a rough rapper since i could remember
so throw on your gangster beats and let me flip it
at first i freeze it, and then i melt it, then i strip it
the sk!lls that i’m using is known as h-m-cidal
i’m gonna catch a body if you try to take my t-tle
coming straight from the ghetto, not the meadow land
so you should understand why i’m hard as a frying pan
man, you better back up and thank the lord for life
’cause didn’t know the silky black was chopping like a knife?

[chorus]
tell the sound man he gotta turn it up
and tell the engineers they gotta turn it up, yeah
and tell the djs they gotta to turn it up
and tell the car drivers to turn it up, yeah

[outro]
turn it the f-ck up

- silky black lyrics

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