Yeah niggas
Ahahahahaaaaa
So this is what it all boils down to huh? huh?
This is what it's come to huh? huh?
Yo poobs fuck that we back baby
Ahaaaaaaaaaaa!


I ain't ask you to fear it
Mandatory you think about it after you hear it
And it's the evils that's gonna make you have to compare it
You knoe me I swing back through and see who got hit after I air it
But it ain't about shit
Niggas mumble about my outfit, but I'm humble I keep my mouth shut
Lacing em well
It was destined for jason to sell
I can make you a reservation to hell
Then blow you outta the water, I'm outta your order
Me vs. any rapper is slaughter
Something like a poet and a author
The only difference is that I mix slick talk with pain & torture


One false move I'll cost ya
These lames I'll cross
Don't let the game extort ya
Try to learn from what the game has taught ya
I'm the author of slick talk, pain & torture


I'm a take the responsibility for bringing it back
They rapping with hostility meaning they wack
But then again I feel em
Knowning that they up against a nigga just like myself that'll kill em
Gotta spend a bucket to deal it for suede ceilings
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Lotta bodies drop because of a trade feelings
What other rappers you know made it and stay dealing
Smart niggas just fell back and they saved millions
These are pedestrian bars for the civilians
Shoes is italian, handgun brazilian
Open it up, see what kiss brought ya
Slick talk, pain & torture


One false move I'll cost ya
These lames I'll cross
Don't let the game extort ya
Try to learn from what the game has taught ya
I'm the author of slick talk, pain & torture

I flip words around sort of like birds and pounds
Rub shoulders in the industry with nerds and clowns
Give it to whoeva deserve the rounds
Hollow tips move organs and nerves around
Get money fuck riffen
I'm deff only cut different
I twist honeys, puff piff and
Get my insight from a OG with a good job and all that
But he love sniffing
Shit talker, playboy, british walker
Rappers be home like GOD please get him off us
After the sun shine it's gets darker
Slick talk, pain & torture


One false move I'll cost ya
These lames I'll cross
Don't let the game extort ya
Try to learn from what the game has taught ya
I'm the author of slick talk, pain & torture

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