Solitair - Conversation lyrics

Soltair: Let me take you through the mind of a man drivin mad by the rhymes In case you misunderstood the first time round Mastermind The head honchoI'm in the ba** claf while you singin' soprano Mono we MonoLet's take it there this year No fearSolitair breaks the silence then my words hold clear jack Some n***as don't know how to act So bring it backAnd teach you 'bout this sk** called rap You dead waste LaToo bad we can't see eye to eye Cause I'm a man and you're a victim of the fashion B ISee I handle my B.IYou could see by The way my sh** keeps you open like your daughter outside Let the rhythm rideYou close the front and we sneakin' in the back Word upTrackin' dirt up on ya doormat The format is seems so regularBt you still listening Trying to find the.... Marvel: Wha? in my jawTrying to become Linguistic Refine my EnglishWithin the block stock market I conduct every biz to the photo finish Bomb evidence was doneHistory in the hands of it's writers A sample three of we we like n***as be the writers Deranged characters outta rangeGate keeper squeezing my flow Under my door can tell me bout changeAgainst the grain Steel I reignMount Olympus,Live n***as turn bah bah night By morning they ?...?Throw 'em in the stitchesFor needle Crave thinks becoming ya weakness Head throb like a dread lookin' for job It's them Gods want me on the ?..? First down they put up ten yards C'mon slyNo blast dirt or sky high To keep my Militi AChoclair: You either gonna love me or hate meSpin me or tape me Envy or under-rate mesh**'s ridiculou SYou fuss cause we crazyAbout to make a century eventually Ya fly high schemes will leave you winglessYou hate us No need to differently a tallFrequentely, Not I know bequently Much comfortablySit back and hangRide through on black horses Buck constantly be pullin' rangsWhen I come throughI be stomping While others tip-toeand hot clothesI'm like a mustang Before the foreigns took itWack when they first came Then tryed to come backwith a bunt down spotForget the ?? stains I'm the house in the gameQuick fingers I'll take ya p**ySwitch ya p**y, pull a black gauge Never thought of changeI'm referring on a mountain terrain With four runners who be jumpin'When they hear the name CHIZZAY Yo for real ahI ride smooth like a flat hillay From Tee Dot to Yankee Cali to ShankeeLa, tear da roof Off da hizzayyo for shizzayHow we rol When you with the Suave Diggy Dog!!Patna!!