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Statik Selektah

Genres: Hip-Hop

Crystal Clear Lyrics - Statik Selektah

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 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 C.O 

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 marque say the name, the name make the marque 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 bits 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 to payphone the 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 

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 climbing, 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 soul beside 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 BeyoncĂ© "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 

 

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