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Steak and the Sizzle

Album cover art for "Steak and the Sizzle" by M Dymez

M Dymez - Rap

Steak and the Sizzle

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October 24, 2017.

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You asked for the steak and the sizzle Motherfucker I bring both Turn nothing into something, I spin gold Like a fairy tale, but my endings got a twist though No happily ever afters when I spit flows Rumpelstiltskin will win when my script's closed That's what happens when you give a pen to a skitzo I'm the Ying and the Yang, no twins though I'm the good and the bad, I'm both Making everybody sick, I'm gross Bring Opera singers on stage with a sliced throat Everything doesn't always end on a high note Get it? Mind racing at a speed that could time warp Hop in a portal, come back as a cyborg With a microphone attached to my right arm Razor sharp flow spill more red than a wine bar I stopped viewing things through rose colored glasses And rose from the ashes I'm Joker and Batman A bad man with a halo wreaking havoc It's always game time, A.I with my antics While ya'll sit around just talking 'bout practice Anything you said you'll do's already my past tense You could read the writing on the wall like the Aztecs I would read your writing, if your writing didn't lack depth Got myself a good girl, I don't need a bad bitch Instramming half naked photos for attention Fiending for those likes, like white to a crackhead I let my doe rise on its own I don't stack bread While you wait for that fat cheque that you can't get Make your own rules or lose is what my old man said We ain't old enough for our dreams to be half-dead I'm running a marathon that's forever lasting So first and foremost you'll never see me take my last step Sails at full mass, yah I'm on my Peter Pan shit But this track don't need a hook for its captain I wrote my own book so my fates in my own hands Ain't afraid to ask "Destiny" for a slow dance I could get her twerking if I really wanna go there Both hands on the floor, ass in the air, like she don't care, oh yah Told you I would go there Most don't wanna hustle they just wanna be shown where Flown here, flown there, on someone else's own fair Too bad life doesn't come with a chauffeur Chauffeur When I switch lanes Hear my whip go skurrrttt Try to put me in my grave But can't dig no dirt Keep my swag on display Like an info-mercial Always play my cards right like this shit's poker Reveal my end game, tables just don't turn True colors stays hidden like an introvert When I make my move, your whole world gets flipped over, flipped over, flipped over... Chorus: You asked for the steak and the sizzle Motherfucker I bring both Motherfucker I bring both Ya' making too much noise, keep ya lips closed (X2)

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  • M Dymez