[Chorus: K-Natural]
They talking slick out the side
Ayo, peace to the lovers, that's word to my mother
Ain't no other brothers that can see these motherfuckers like
They talking slick out the side
They talking slick out the side
Ayo, peace to the lovers, that's word to my mother
Ain't no other brothers that can see these motherfuckers like
They talking slick out the side
[Verse 1: K-Natural]
In! In walks the titan with his chest out
Clear as day, a few freaks in the guest house
Ballin'! Are apples falling from the sky?
All votes are in, it is he, he is I, I
Yup, I'm cool Doug E., get my shoeshine
Ain't nobody fresher than me, look how I spew lines, uh
Mami got a body like a goddess so papi's only right approach is to be modest, cyat
Don't get mad if radio don't play it
As long as everybody shake they ass in Himalayas
Cause we gon' be alright
Well, at least tonight
Cause they say, they say
[Chorus: K-Natural]
They talking slick out the side
Ayo, peace to the lovers, that's word to my mother
Ain't no other brothers that can see these motherfuckers like
They talking slick out the side
[Verse 2: Slimkid3]
You did me dirty-ditty-dirty, but I tried to find a silver lining
And when I talked to you, well, it's reads between the lines
PTSD, shit, you got me going out my mind
Trying to find something simple like a glass of wine
I ain't blind, I see through you reaching every time
Playing games, like a clown would, pantomime
Being slick, well that's your favorite trick
Pulled a monkey out the hat, throw some shit, hope it stick
Hocus pocus on that bitch so I can focus on my shit
I know they hoping that I quit
Out the locus I ain't joking
I might be down and out sometimes but never am I broken
Soft spoken, deep in thought
Building, going through the motions
[Chorus: K-Natural]
They talking slick out the side
Ayo, peace to the lovers, that's word to my mother (Right?)
Ain't no other brothers that can see these motherfuckers like (Take you back)
They talking slick out the side
[Verse 3: Imani]
Lickety-split, spit slicker than Ricky D
Don't go getting no funny ideas around here with me
You hear? It's Imani, you beating around the bush, barking up the wrong tree with me
They suffer from paralysis by analysis
Fake kings, ruling from sand palaces
Double speak, with double think
Fuck your check, your mate is check
You mope and scratch your dirty neck
Out with my dogs, blunts big as timber logs
Keep big guns, big as Big Pun
Out here it's a war, dawg, your squad is pork
Why we don't fuck with y'all, don't fuck with y'all at all, say it
[Verse 4: Fatlip]
Niggas try to copy my intellectual property
Burglary in the first degree, lyrical robbery
Somebody call the cops for me
I can't believe these niggas try to thieve and leave so sloppily
Historically, that's just another atrocity
They got many niggas try to steal from Socrates
You want the dope shit? I got the poppy seeds
You niggas owe me props and an apology
Sha boing boing'ing on the mic like Sammy Davis
All jokes aside, how far can I take it? Get it?
Yo, these bars ain't no fake shit
Real emcee, nah, not no fake spit
Attack the track, crack your collarbone
I'm on tour, no, I'm not at home
Call me in LA, but I'm out in Rome
Same old hustle, different time zone
[Chorus: K-Natural]
They talking slick out the side
Ayo, peace to the lovers, that's word to my mother
Ain't no other brothers that can see these motherfuckers like
They talking slick out the side
They talking slick out the side
Ayo, peace to the lovers, that's word to my mother
Ain't no other brothers that can see these motherfuckers like
They talking slick out the side
