Skully - Tusco Said, Link Us! lyrics

Verse (Jay Complex) I'm on that motherf**ing lean like the axis My head is spinning, and the planet's doing back flips This is one, dumb chap with them crack lips Spitting with all the enthusiasm of a last kiss I'm going in like they threw the frigging book at me Attention hog and such a glutton, tell em look at me And as I write this, my head is really the lightest Light headed, won't try to fight this Bout to be high as a kite is Let me touch yo beat, I'm midas I swear my chick is the nicest I swear yo chick is the dykest And still she said I could pipe it Even if she may not like it I'm living life like the livest But still you are not invited The party is in the court room, and you gotta be indicted The attendees too excited I'm slow motion but I'm wired That's my cup, that's my cup, what you puttin in my cup? (x2) Just once it's purple or pink, then you know I'll drink it up, what? Hook (Jay Complex) My homie Tusco said, he gone link us Link us, ok, now link up (x3) Really and truly, I only know how to do me So let's slow it down, slow it down, keep up with the new me, oh! Verse (Jay Complex) Ha, ok, I'm on that purple juvenile ish Slow motion for me, slow motion for me (chop & screw) Thanks to me, tell the pharmacy you are now rich Slow motion for me, slow motion for me (chop & screw) Laying back, wondering what gone make my pops the proudest How bout this...the loudest Spitta in the game, on a track to the fame Is a victim to the substance, and he got yo last name Verse (Skully) Bow your heads to these young, fly aristocrats Pen sk**s, pencils, n***a I'm the ish with that Jordan number 9's, gold chain with the wrist to match Styrofoam cup up in the air if you sipping that Pink stuff, drink up, form G to J, we link up Nothing's going down, but some youngin's getting chinked up That's B.A.S.S. hoe! B.A.S.S. hoe! Paper planes, we make those Blowing smoke in yo face hoe Playing 2k, bumping Peso House parties, no Meek Mill She won't, but she will Dough spent on reefer and lean, that's no cheap thrill Half a pound, half a pound, take a hit, you laughing now Come to my crib, that's after hours Your crew next, but that's after ours These pictures I'm giving, usually vivid Style be so exquisite, don't talk it unless I live it Lyrics that I'm spitting make all of my haters livid My team is never quitting, we pushing it to the limit, God damn! Hook Verse (Jay Complex) I'm just searching for the Dalai Lama, asa lama lakem This the straw that broke the camel back, I'm back wit it verbatim Comparatively speaking, I'm Newton mixed with Lincoln Call that down to earth, I'll free your slave mind on the weekend Oh, you didn't know? I hit the b**h you taking pictures with Oh, word? I bet you thought that she was innocent I ain't a nerd, but one chain makes me different Underground renaissance man, master splinter sh** Doper than your average joe Clever but average, so I guess I'm smart casual Don't be embarra**ed just because your volume's laughable I'm turnt up to the maxable Lazy boy relaxable But still he's so sick, to the point his gross is taxable Exclusive like the after show And thanks to that purple cup, no longer is he rational Only ethnicity, that matters to me Is pink...or purple... Is you Stephon, or Urkel? What's up?! Bridge: I said it must beee...all this ice inside my muddy waters When the whole crew looks at you, like this druggy taught us He taught you everything you know He's taking it to a level not everybody can explore Ashes on the dresser Yours truly, don't have to make an effort to impress her Little homie standing at attention, she's like yes sir So I don't second guess her...(Pouring sounds) Bless up Hook