VOLUME 6 - STREET TALKIN’

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Uh-huh Okay [Verse] You just wanna blow You should wanna grow You just want the shows, but don't really love to flow I'm that gunner in the mezzanine waiting in the cold I'm the one Busting the Rhymes before they tell me Give Me Some More I'm fucking sick of the talk Bout to start tearing ligaments off I'm a dog with no bark too busy licking my scars I don't really care who is or isn't the god I don't trust young poets who didn't listen to Pac So No Biggie You need to be clutch to roll with me At 450 I hit the highway like the old Ricky Before traffic hitting I'm lifting the whole city The trunk shifting, I'm slumped piffing, the bowl sticky Imma levitate, regulate, meditate and self medicate To compensate for my disintegrating mental state Every bar made of iron got that metal taste You celebrate but "lol" you need to elevate homie I need to seperate homies From these Featherweight phonies Typing up what they would never say to me Fuck the fame and wealth Just to save my health I congratulate myself just to play that shit back when I hate myself Real shit, still a problem that I deal with Try make a way through the accolades that I still get The album dropped went zero to hundred real quick Now I'm on the building it's what I'm paying my bills with Now I'm on the Gram giving inspiration to children The roof is on fire, done penetrated the building Motherfuck a vibe I'm elevating the feeling Started out cold than elevated to illness I shoot from all sides y'all ready know what the drill is I ain't never signed y'all ready know what the deal is Red and Blue types but I ain't taking the pills yet The truth is all lies, you'll never fuck with the skill set I'm bilingual but rep for the Triangle The Asians are multiplying so practice your times tables Hi Hater Well fuck it, Bye hater I take the whole pie and multiply it by 5 haters Still got middle fingers for coppers who shot- On the black top I'm taking my shot with Sanaa Lathan Strong Language, Graphic images all rated The smiles have started fading The miles we walked faded The hours we talked faded Powers done start changing The flowers have stopped blooming and Babylon starts shaking Vagabond in the Matrix with Adderal in my veins And an Atom Bomb in my heart I'm a catalogue detonating I said "Fam you must not know who the fuck I am" I seent you flocking, You must be a Waka fan We all know someone who know someone who blocka blam On top of that I got Use's who Haka Dance God bless the Restaurant my Papa ran Seems that the dream continues in La-La Land Finally got my chance, I'm in the Cy-Hi land you baka I'm not stopping, That is not my plan I said I'm killing everybody, that's anybody who flow Anybody in your city from eenie, mineie to moe From [???] From the pinnacle to the floor But y'all been inside of my scope I could finish y'all with a quote That's easy You laugh but been apart of the joke Cause I'm minimizing your show that's any particle growth And my pen is starting to break I'm legitimizing the stroke You could get it on any day if you really wanted the smoke Visible in the soul is lifting out of the bones Stipulations are cold like "Did you pay what you owe?" If you didn't your karma gonna visit you on the road I put my pain in a poem and scribble away the woes (Like whoa) Shit I can't complain nowadays My rate now makes a good living wage nowadays But still can't afford to give it away nowadays Spent it on Wedding Cakes, Funerals and Wakes nowadays You stress but I rep for the state nowadays Notice how much weight my shoulders can take nowadays I don't feel I'm getting credit for the stakes I raised The pain I gave, The Game I changed, Them hating days That shit make my heart ache nowadays Told that motherfucker to pick up the pace nowadays You want a verse boy, you gon' have to wait nowadays That's off bat, from the jump and out the gate nowadays