Young Sin - October Skies lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Sin] Man I be that type they be like yo my man you hella dope Ridiculous with the style, I put dick in neck like s**ual Intellectual beings sit in sectional seating at the venue Words I write can bleed and just blend through Send you up into upper levels of Zen too Should be kicked so fighter any guy that think my pen flew I'm gonna pull the plug on any thug n***a I'll end you Slice and dice that a** so fast, you bleed, you cannot tend to Deadly cloth a** n***as be thinking I'm one to play with All behind my torso but more so they never say sh** To my face, holler race, anything you've ever conquered Conquest, yes I be bonkers All up in my business, what is this? I keep it real , y'all keep it fake It's like my sh** was born at Crystal Lake And I will take you to the depths where there's nothing left to find My mind's been left behind so many f**ing times [Hook] Bra** Tackz in the place, this be just a little taste No, ain't nobody safe and everybody knows Bra** Tackz in the place, this be just a little taste No, ain't nobody safe and everybody knows Bra** Tackz in the place, this be just a little taste No, ain't nobody safe and everybody knows Bra** Tackz in the place, this be just a little taste No no, ain't nobody safe and everybody knows [Verse 2: Snak The Ripper] Hey yo you right, Snaky be the type skintight like spandex Got these fake cats asking what we plan next Bra** Tackz got you on your a** just like them Xanax I been meeting smacking the rappers until my hands red Cut through all of you like a knife in bu*ter do I'm the cu-cu-cutter stutter king did I stutter dude Never plain subtle stay in front I gain a better view Can't explain where I came from cause I never knew Back again the boldest men what we hold is smoldering Known to win, fully blown, chronic smoke I hold it in It's a'ight Snak at night kinda like the jackal type Creep up on you from behind and take you to the afterlife Fun and games never that Spread my name like the clap Ten of spades, ace of diamonds, homie vocally I'm strapped No frills, no gimmicks, sh** ain't for the radio I'm trying to slowly f** the government and watch them pay me though [Hook] Bra** Tackz in the place, this be just a little taste No, ain't nobody safe and everybody knows Bra** Tackz in the place, this be just a little taste No, ain't nobody safe and everybody knows Bra** Tackz in the place, this be just a little taste No, ain't nobody safe and everybody knows Bra** Tackz in the place, this be just a little taste No no, ain't nobody safe and everybody knows [Verse 3: Evil Ebenezer] Mayday mayday this brick better pay me bro I'm unsung hung f**ing young Warren Beatty hoes Out of sight height strike top flight white nerd Watch me hanging off the edge of an iceberg With no icepick I might break your skin I might hit your chin, I like sipping gin I might slip it in, the rules are back in school Some brick balls f**ing back to rule Now I don't have to rattle on and take you places that you never been You can just sit at home and wash your balls with Mr. Clean I spin a nut shell go buckwild f** sales But don't f** seals cause that would be gross Say peace then I'm ghost, Ebenezer take your pizza yeah the Greaser is choked Yeah the greaser is choked Bra** Tackz baby and we stealing bases Under October skies we got pumpkin faces