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talk ii - slyte lyrics

[verse 1: slyte]
beautiful day today
i really pray that i might not have to run in yo sh-t today
because i hate when n-ggas be poppin’ sl1ck
but don’t have no sh-t to say
thats like me walkin’ into the bank and fade
’cause i don’t have grip to save
i can’t relate to the p-ssy, it’s straight
just please get the f-ck out my face
you mad that i’m beige, and yo b-tch on my case
sh-t i would be too, but the fact gon’ remain
that these b-tches don’t change, that i’m f-ckin’ deranged
ain’t sh-t you could say to me, too deep in the game to be caught in charades, aight
count my inches, f-ck what haters whisperin’
that’s my thing, aight
f-ck who listenin’, i speak my intentions
that’s my thing, aight
f-ck these b-tches, count yo money up
that’s what you sayin’, right
player player you sayin’
but these n-ggas ain’t playin’ it right
with another n-gga trying to tell my story
you ain’t sayin’ it right
gotta know me slyte, with a fee fie .45
and we ain’t playin’ tonight
i feel like the man because i am
you feel it right
if you feelin’ like i’m feelin’, this is how you k!ll it

[chorus: slyte]
i’m the man when i walk through
if you talkin’ business n-gga, this is who you talk to
when you get it like i get it, n-gga you can talk too
if you feelin’ like i’m feelin’, this is how you k!ll it (2x)
n-gga

[verse 2: lysergic]
n-gga
it’s them backhouse raw dog hooligans
who is them grimy ghouls, barbaric fools
clan mob force veterans
third eye vibe, hoolah hoopin’
ooooo i’m so jubilant
’bout to loosen up these hoes and tracks
with a castric tube of lubricant
liq sippin’, bong rippin’, racks
dap, dippin’ packs, blessin tracks
we invested some haters for later
slyte work, man where they at?
peach ciroc with apple jacks
my n-gga that’s that alpha bomb
then pack a bowl of al green, lean
promethazine, celine dion
aqua dreamteam, hunger taskforce
with the ralph horse st-tched to my motherf-ckin’ chest
what these b-tches need,what these n-ggas want
crunchin’ dreams up, no n-gga yup, f-ck the rest
my mind so ultraviolent, no push, prokaryotic
misguided, fill my cell with the nucleus maximus my knowledge
all that yappin’, what happened huh
(what happened n-gga)
sad as f-ck ’cause them soft rhymes not not snappin’ huh
(not snappin’ huh)
quantum mechanics my -sses
lysergic sippin’ mol-sses
rko a hoe n-gga, 6 feet deep in a casket

[chorus]

- slyte lyrics

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