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slyte - motions freestyle lyrics

[intro: dominic fike]
dnim fo etyls, slyte of mind
dnim fo etyls, slyte of mind
backhouse

[verse 1: slyte]
if it’s slytework, then that’s tight work
n-gg-, i’ve been runnin’ laps
you on soundcheck, do your mic work?
then let me get that back
my last sh-t got you scratchin’, what you thought, it was accident?
yo’ milestone, b-tch, i p-ssed it and it’s the first tape
when i finish last, i’m in first place
that’s work, n-gg-, how the dirt taste?
yo’ b-tch here and she thirsty
drinkin’ everclear, got the worst taste
she’s still with it, f-ck a first base
that’s a homerun on the first date
b-tch, i’m on one in the worst way
it’s a long run, got the worst pace
ayy, look at the mess i done brought
stefan flexin’ with the liquor he bought
got lysergic acid wreakin’ havoc on y’all
b-tch, i’m workin’ magic on you f-ggots—, pause
man, what the f-ck it’s gon’ take?
l$g, leasin’ beats for your tape
l$g on your feature with flame
man, that’s slyte of mind season done came
ah

[interlude: slyte]
if we never had it, best believe we ’bout to grab it
we got adhd habits and some abstract-ical damage, d-mn it

[verse 2: dominic fike]
runnin’ with too many wolves, i guess
pack on the bag like grade school
i’m wonderin’ if any cool guy gets to be cool like this, like this, n-gg-, look at my sh-t
look at my b-tch, she bad, n-gg-
recognize this, he that he that n-gg-
this sh-t here revolve around a lil’ motive, revolver rounds, and that crack
bunch of basic sh-t
you can’t taste it, it’s date rape jam
when your wave fadin’, what your face say? “whoa”
too plain, i ain’t playin’, we don’t do games
if i do flames, do wayne and butane
and satan new cave an ice cube haven
whoa, n-gg-, what this n-gg- just said bra?
backhouse ’til my conscious broke
or ’til i’m unconscious and grind five feet lower than one foot
ride with the fine line of crooks who shine like diamonds and designer looks
but y’all p-ssy, y’all shine a v-g-n- look
the time it took to refine mind to look, it required time and time
i couldn’t buy it, took an entire childhood, the hood took an entire child n-gg-, uh

[outro: dominic fike]
backhouse
backhouse
backhouse

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