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Silk-E - All Out lyrics
Intro: (singing) Nobody knows, nobody knows how, how hard [Verse One] They was wonderin when a female artist that could spark and take two to the chin ten thousand and one it wasn't no flick and I do it again you written flow to spit no matter if it flows worth pantyhoes you gettin stripped how low I fit Stay humble, lookin in my eyes don't need no yes men round me, I downsize drama it don't stop, yellin don't pass go and if they read another reason then I'm cuttin they throats gettin the doe, all out yellin lets ride my baby say lets do it big, I'm sayin lets do it live Bling Bling, so we comin through on gleam gleam bitches on my bra, strap niggas on my g-string 4ft 11 full of fire, my desire, my empire I make drives, my lyrics, now I'm out peace for hire feel it, the sky was the limit, this ain't for you if you timid I'ma spit it infinite, now take a spot it'll take another two thou to get in it, wit a Chorus: Silk-E (repeat 2X) mean mug on my face, I'm in it to win it, I'm all out for my spinach, I gots to get it, they just don't wanna see me feedin my belly, they wanna see me walkin on my ass with no (money?) [Verse Two] Really don't even need this everybody tryin to get a piece of my pie, ain't no secret so I, wade in the water and I quietly except catch Flack like Roberta, black girl smasha, it's murda sayin mo murda, I say lets everybody get further confine me till, to the box and I'ma still get heard of Stayin assertive, if hoes in a choke hold is how I gotta go het em wit a right low, so they can read hobo regiment is what I represent, step into the scene gettin cream, got you on me like I'm docked on masculine SILK fiend, make it where you addicted to me leave haters judgin in repression that they gettin to me damit, granit I know ou got to lay on your bed but I'm tryin to have somebody else make it once I'm seein the bread make decisions leavin stake and eggs get my family paid, so I gotta give my money to everybody else have you ever had somebody that was all in yo face... hawkin actin like they the best thing walkin got a lot on my mind, they squeezin my world, I work best under pressure just pray I don't crack and keep it together, wit a Chorus [Verse Three] Sexy, intelligent, dealin with the positive, if it's negative then it's irrelevant so pushin a pelican makin it prelevant for em, nah I ain't sellin it adrendaline driven by vivid visions, and I'm rippin I'm stickin like hittin em wit tip dawgs in prison sure I rep, you should just pack up your bags and kick rocks retreat to your rest, saving your weak collected thoughts mind blowin, pain in your brain blowin ya mind bringin it back, overpowered pack with each line my hustle in a hallux in the gem and kill your ambition it's a tradition to give a tribute once I get through spittin higher learnin, you can stand on the top of Mt. Vernon while I grab garbage, back the game and gut it out ya kids learnings wit a... Chorus (Repeat 4X) |
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