Rocky5 - Silk & Satin

Can I talk my shit
By now ya'll know what come next
Ya'll gone let me talk my shit
It's something bout the
Oh you thought I was finna go in
I really was finna go in like
That was on accident but this time im serious nigga
Cinco nigga

Its something bout the sax it just do something to me
I'm so deadass, nothing like them niggas that say gone do something to me
But when they see me never do nothing to me
It's the lyrical bully these beats like kids at recess
But I don't recess unless its to catch my breathe
Kuz I'm right back to it like
I just bust a nut and I'm still hard and she horny so I'm back in them guts
I'm back in my bag
Wondering if this is the bottom because I'm pulling out things I never knew that I had
Or what I'm pulling out is like a deadbeat to a child
Kuz what I'm staring at I ain't stared at in a while
Shit is foul, thinking bout that line I need 2 shots
Kuz somewhere out there this kid need the love of 2 pops
Bio left and step never stepped to be pops
No seven pounds but I'll really give you my clock
That's a synonym for heart, this another work of art
That I'll eventually hang in my gallery
I don't know what's gotten in to me
But lately i been on a killing spree Mickey & Mallory
It feel like aliens abducted started to fuck with me
Tweaked a couple thangs then stopped half way thru
Kuz I been on some other shit that I'm scared to speak on
Kuz if I speak on it them aliens might slide back thru
And finish the job, phone conversations god
He say I'm sound like I'm finna get sentenced tomorrow
Kuz like a convicted felon who keep turning down pleas
Ima just keep putting my time behind these bars
I'm getting better
Like I been rehab six months recovering from an addiction of taking them bars
Or using some, work and some hard I'm working so hard
Like I'm tryna become the best employee at the job
No 9 to 5, but that 9 stay on me 5
Hands when my arms at rest it stay by my side
Its sorta like i cant sleep on my stomach or back, it stay on my side
Niggas say they got my back but they ain't
Got my back sorta like a mattress when you lay on the side no matter which side
The way i spit a its like I need a k on the side
Fuck that replace the a with a h on that side
Kuz I bring em hell devils son no Big l
Warning, like big but the one with no l
You ought to be scared big sean you better beware
Kuz I'm big pooh my words paint picture foreal
No big boi my art of storytelling is greater
This that big krit yeah I need ya energy hater
I fuck with big pun, Y kuz I'm still not a player
I'm more big daddy kane ima smooth operator
But I been smooth, yeah I'mm bout as smooth as it gets
I'm smoother than satin I'm smoother than velvet I'm smoother than silk
I'm smoother than that soothing feeling that you gone get
When you got a sore throat and insert a peppermint damn
I ment to say halls I'm playing with ya'll
Sorta like a 5 year old girl playing with dolls
Or like a young boy playing in the dirt with his dog
Getting a 100 times dirtier than pig pen huhhhhhh

Written by:
Peter Knox

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