Pain & Torture

Yeeeee niggas (He he he he he haaaaa)

So this is what it all boils down to, huh? Huh?

This is what it's come to, huh? Huh?

Playoffs (ha ha ha ha)

Yo booms, fuck that

We back baby

(He haaaaaaaa)

I ain't asked you to fear it

Mandatory you think about it after you hear it

And it's the evils that's gonna make you have to compare it

You know me, I swing back through and see who got hit after I air it

But it ain't about shit, niggas mumble about my outfits

But I'm humble, I keep my mouth shut

Lacin' them well, it was destined for J's in the cell

I can make you a reservation to hell

Then blow you out the water, I'm out of your order

Me verse any rapper is slaughter

Something like a poet and an author

The only difference is that I mix slick talk with pain and torture

(CHORUS)

One false move will cost ya

These lames will cross ya

Don't let the game extort ya

Try to learn from what the game has taught ya

I'm the author of slick talk, pain, and torture

One false move will cost ya

These lames will cross ya

Don't let the game extort ya

Try to learn from what the game has taught ya

I'm the author of slick talk, pain, and torture

Yo, I'ma take the responsibility for bringing it back

They rappin' with hostility, meanin' they whack

But then again, I feel 'em

Knowin' that they up against a nigga just like myself that'll kill 'em

Gotta spend a buck at the dealer for suede ceilings

Lotta bodies drop because of betrayed feelins'

What other rappers you know made it and stay dealin'

Smart niggas just fell back and they saved millions

These are pedestrian bars for the civilians

Shoes is Italian, handgun Brazilian

Open it up and see what Kiss brought ya

Slick talk, pain, and torture

(CHORUS)

One false move will cost ya

These lames will cross ya

Don't let the game extort ya

Try to learn from what the game has taught ya

I'm the author of slick talk, pain, and torture

One false move will cost ya

These lames will cross ya

Don't let the game extort ya

Try to learn from what the game has taught ya

I'm the author of slick talk, pain, and torture

Uh, yo, I flip words around

Sorta like birds and pounds

Rub shoulders in the industry with nerds and clowns

Give it to whoever deserve the rounds

Hollow tips, move organs and nerves around

Get money, fuck riffin'

I'm definitely cut different, I twist honey's, puff piffin

Get my insight from an old G, with a good job and all that buddy love sniffin'

Shit talker, playboy, British walker

Rather be home like "God please get 'em off us"

After the sun shine, it gets darker

Slick talk, pain, and torture

(CHORUS)

One false move will cost ya

These lames will cross ya

Don't let the game extort ya

Try to learn from what the game has taught ya

I'm the author of slick talk, pain, and torture

One false move will cost ya

These lames will cross ya

Don't let the game extort ya

Try to learn from what the game has taught ya

I'm the author of slick talk, pain, and torture