Statik Selektah, Royce da 5'9" - Crystal Clear lyrics
[Statik Selektah, Royce da 5'9" - Crystal Clear lyrics]
Sup niggas?
Man let's fuck around a little bit
Let me get my phone, let me get my phone
See what I got over here
Do some shit like this
Population where I be is zero
If there's a prison out there that can fit me
I could stay
I'd copulate with her if she a CO
Long as she don't gossip
I get her saved by the bell
You know that sloppy face
That's a crooked occupation
I'm wearing a crooked Ferragamo belt
I'm looking for Tatyana Ali
To get my jockey straight
Man I'm glad I got sober
I was out here 'bout to marry all the bitches
Plus the doctor said, I nearly almost did it
Five-nine is underrated
That's such an understatement
Fuck, man I might as well
Bury all the critics
Instead of buying chains
I'd rather buy a chain of WingStops
Don't compare me to these lames, please stop
I shoot up their venue
With a metaphor about myself
The marquee say the name
The name make the marquee pop
Blocka-blocka player listen here
I ain't here to play no games with you
Outting your career, like a meniscus tear
I'm the same nickel, tryna change little
All I did was stop drinking
That's when I found out I was rich in spirit
I don't got too many
Memories of this industry
Just bit's and pieces
Of beef and me driving my whip impaired, like
(Skurr) decisions, decisions
Being made by the best ever
Respect the lyrics of the BMW stretch 7
The choice is yours
We just formed a new brotherhood called the
"Cut you off for nothing" crew
And yes we open the road with less brethren
When Statik Selektah decided he gon'
Let you have it call me for a verse
You'll have to call the payphone to church
And when it ring
I'll probably let the reverend grab it
Like "Aye, tell him last time
Black Thought killed me man"
Real niggas doing real shit this year
Ain't shit change but the
Different spaceships to steer
It ain't a real bitch alive
Who can resist this here
Even fakes could see this real here
Crystal clear
Yeah, real niggas doing real shit this year
Pop off, it don't mean that you won the fight
It just mean that you in the fight
Probably don't even wanna fight
You swinging at the fire
Last nigga violating got invited to
A bottle bash with us
You in the bitter denial
Thinking we won't link with you
I tint the window on the Lincoln too
Do the linking to all you "link
In the bio" ass niggas
And I may even hire hitters
Trade your last tweeting for
Your last beating get them bad people to
Smoke everything living in
The name of your fire ass Twitter
The wolves got my back right
And we glad y'all shining
Let me repeat, we glad y'all shining
But this year, we got the softest group of
Artists in the history of Blues, R&B, soul
For y'all to be so willing to
Be so blast off honest
We're Black pride, I'm astonished
I'm a full contact guy in the flag
Ball climate, it ain't a nigga from this
Era as resilient as me
I made a whole career off
Survival for millions to see
A nigga with a bottle
Some will and some brilliance
Some beats for fulfillment
Some children for peace
I spent at least ten years drunk
Tryna do the impossible
Which is try to walk on water and not sink
And that's when I experienced the deep
That's something that I won't forget
Now I can lead millions to
See while I'm soaking wet
God made y'all in image of SpongeBob
So I gotta ask y'all, did it soak in yet?
I'm the top dog and without the
SZA I split up the spitters
I feel like I'm Kendrick
We need the control cause I'm heartless
My sober side ain't all the way took over
I'm searching for artists to destroy to fill
The void in my hollow trophy chest
But that's fam, not associates
I'm so focused that last night
Swear to God I had a dream
That I told Beyoncé "no" yes, no BS
Tryna go to war with me is
Like messing with the Soviets
The lesson here is loud and clear
You wrestle with the stove while
The stove is lit you'll hug your way to hell
But you ain't holding shit
Real niggas doing real shit this year
Ain't shit change but the
Different spaceships to steer
It ain't a real bitch alive
Who can resist this here
Even fakes could see this real here
Crystal clear
Real niggas doing real shit this year
Man let's fuck around a little bit
Let me get my phone, let me get my phone
See what I got over here
Do some shit like this
Population where I be is zero
If there's a prison out there that can fit me
I could stay
I'd copulate with her if she a CO
Long as she don't gossip
I get her saved by the bell
You know that sloppy face
That's a crooked occupation
I'm wearing a crooked Ferragamo belt
I'm looking for Tatyana Ali
To get my jockey straight
Man I'm glad I got sober
I was out here 'bout to marry all the bitches
Plus the doctor said, I nearly almost did it
Five-nine is underrated
That's such an understatement
Fuck, man I might as well
Bury all the critics
Instead of buying chains
I'd rather buy a chain of WingStops
Don't compare me to these lames, please stop
I shoot up their venue
With a metaphor about myself
The marquee say the name
The name make the marquee pop
Blocka-blocka player listen here
I ain't here to play no games with you
Outting your career, like a meniscus tear
I'm the same nickel, tryna change little
All I did was stop drinking
That's when I found out I was rich in spirit
I don't got too many
Memories of this industry
Just bit's and pieces
Of beef and me driving my whip impaired, like
(Skurr) decisions, decisions
Being made by the best ever
Respect the lyrics of the BMW stretch 7
The choice is yours
We just formed a new brotherhood called the
"Cut you off for nothing" crew
And yes we open the road with less brethren
When Statik Selektah decided he gon'
Let you have it call me for a verse
You'll have to call the payphone to church
And when it ring
I'll probably let the reverend grab it
Like "Aye, tell him last time
Black Thought killed me man"
Real niggas doing real shit this year
Ain't shit change but the
Different spaceships to steer
It ain't a real bitch alive
Who can resist this here
Even fakes could see this real here
Crystal clear
Yeah, real niggas doing real shit this year
Pop off, it don't mean that you won the fight
It just mean that you in the fight
Probably don't even wanna fight
You swinging at the fire
Last nigga violating got invited to
A bottle bash with us
You in the bitter denial
Thinking we won't link with you
I tint the window on the Lincoln too
Do the linking to all you "link
In the bio" ass niggas
And I may even hire hitters
Trade your last tweeting for
Your last beating get them bad people to
Smoke everything living in
The name of your fire ass Twitter
The wolves got my back right
And we glad y'all shining
Let me repeat, we glad y'all shining
But this year, we got the softest group of
Artists in the history of Blues, R&B, soul
For y'all to be so willing to
Be so blast off honest
We're Black pride, I'm astonished
I'm a full contact guy in the flag
Ball climate, it ain't a nigga from this
Era as resilient as me
I made a whole career off
Survival for millions to see
A nigga with a bottle
Some will and some brilliance
Some beats for fulfillment
Some children for peace
I spent at least ten years drunk
Tryna do the impossible
Which is try to walk on water and not sink
And that's when I experienced the deep
That's something that I won't forget
Now I can lead millions to
See while I'm soaking wet
God made y'all in image of SpongeBob
So I gotta ask y'all, did it soak in yet?
I'm the top dog and without the
SZA I split up the spitters
I feel like I'm Kendrick
We need the control cause I'm heartless
My sober side ain't all the way took over
I'm searching for artists to destroy to fill
The void in my hollow trophy chest
But that's fam, not associates
I'm so focused that last night
Swear to God I had a dream
That I told Beyoncé "no" yes, no BS
Tryna go to war with me is
Like messing with the Soviets
The lesson here is loud and clear
You wrestle with the stove while
The stove is lit you'll hug your way to hell
But you ain't holding shit
Real niggas doing real shit this year
Ain't shit change but the
Different spaceships to steer
It ain't a real bitch alive
Who can resist this here
Even fakes could see this real here
Crystal clear
Real niggas doing real shit this year