Phrase - Talk With Force! lyrics

rate me

Last out, open the door, time is mine it ain't yours,

You paused and hesitated, I push through struggle un-phased

And unfaded, drug related topics, you got it, Fuck it, I drop it,

Went from kiff splifs to paper acid, too placid,

Self promoted my habit to speed addictions, using intravenous

Devices, theiving spoons from ya kitchens, Fakers you far from

Money makers, talkin hype bout runnin drugs but profits was

Miniscule, I traffic copious amounts through inner city schools,

Fools rookies, freshman's and fuckin amateurs, you claimin'

That I slang to ya, I never hang with ya, So picture this,

Shits deep now, I'm five years in, acne covered face and all

Malnutrioned skin, Sudden urges and itches, like bitches in pictures,

Or lace on their knickers in magazines, an anger fiend, just seventeen,

Obscene amounts of cash, yet money hungry for my stash to

Escalate, triple as I excavate, Dodgy Rodge holds them keys to

The gates, Where fortune and fame wait but river's flow with demons

And snakes, I take the back door, skipping instructions, Once you

Hear, ain't going back, your in a place of mass distruction.

Talk with force, but can you run with this shit,

And when the heat has started packing come

Undone and you slip, And as you, fall and

Stumble back to treacherous earth, I'm in my

Kingdom built from wisdom since the date of

My birth, Everything happened for a reason did

My time on the streets, And keep searching for

The answers till my story's complete, And as you

Fall and stumble back to treacherous earth, I'm

In my kingdom built from wisdom since the date

Of my birth.

Distruction takes over, anxiety kicks in, insecurities flow through

Floodgates like liquid sin, strounge swim weak down, speak now or

Forever hold your peace, as I speak, creep to the top and learn as

I seek, Never stop till we meet, consumer drop spot, baby got hot

Rock, sold ya soul and the clock stop, differnece I'm shifting visions

Through systems, christen turf untouched with wisdom, no college

Just street knowledge, Religion left behind jus me and mine, mind

Over matter as I flatter more and you stand stagnant, with chitter

Chatter jaws, That of course, don't talk old school crap this is new

School bitch where I rule and you slip, two fools in the clique you

And yourself, paid tips with hot lips but that's wealth, Seen players

Become greedy, needy turned seedy, been betrayed by the best,

When they say that they need me, indeed they'll all feed my lies to

Deceive me, but I laugh cause it's easy, I changed nothing to

Something, played fate with some bluffing now I'm hear and it's

Crushing, rushing through airwaves, incarcerated never, and I'm a

Climb stairways in any type of weather.