Pain & Torture

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, niggas! Hahahahaaa! So this is what it all boils down to huh? Huh?! This is what it's comes to huh? Huh?! Playoffs?! Yo, Poobs (Yeah) Fuck that, we back baby (Hahaaaa) [Verse 1] I ain't ask you to fear it Mandatory you think about it after you hear it And it's the evil that's gon' make you have to compare it You know me, I swing back through and see who got hit after I air it But it ain't about shit Niggas mumble about my outfits But I'm humble, I keep my mouth shut Lacin' 'em well, it was destined for Jason to sell I could make you a reservation to hell Then blow you out of the water I'm out of your order Me verse any rapper is slaughter Somethin' like a poet and a author The only difference is that I make slick talk with pain and torture [Chorus] One false move'll cost ya These lames'll cross ya 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 and torture One false move'll cost ya These lames'll cross ya 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 and torture [Verse 2] Yo, I'ma take the responsibility for bringin' it back They rappin' with hostility meanin' they wack But then again I feel 'em Knowin' that they up against a nigga just like myself that'll kill 'em Gotta spend a buck at the dealer for suede ceilings Lotta bodies drop because of betrayed feelings What other rappers you know made it and stayed dealin'? Smart niggas just fell back and they saved millions These are pedestrian bars for the civilians Shoes is Italian, handgun Brazilian Open it up and see what Kiss brought cha Slick talk, pain and torture [Chorus] One false move'll cost ya These lames'll cross ya 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 and torture One false move'll cost ya These lames'll cross ya 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 and torture [Verse 3] Yo, I flip words around sorta like birds and pounds Rub shoulders in the industry with nerds and clowns Give it to whoever deserve the rounds Hollow tips move organs and nerves around Get money, fuck riffin' I'm definitely cut different, I twist hunnies, puff piff and Get my insight from a OG with a good job and all that but he loves sniffin' Shit talker, Playboy British Walker Rappers be home like, "God, please get 'em off us" After the sunshine it gets darker Yeah, slick talk, pain and torture [Chorus] One false move'll cost ya These lames'll cross ya 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 and torture One false move'll cost ya These lames'll cross ya 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 and torture