Slaytanic - You Be Frontin Lyrics

DJ Slaytanic
Alright
Now you listen to me boy
You can take this as a warning
Or a piece of advice
Any way you want it
You and your friends
Keep on playing punk gangsters
And we're gonna land on you
Hard
You understand?
Go get your gun
The one you sing about in your songs
You've been frontin' since the start
Let me dissect your art
Fairy tales all you spit
Caught rolling without a click
A trick, without a doubt
You ain't even got a dick
One thing's for certain
Surrounded by black curtains
A closed casket service
For a fictitious mind
I short circuit your kind
The only thing you ever sold
Was your soul
What do you know
Looks like you sold it
For a point two of blow
And when your cards unfold
There's nothin' but stories told
Ain't got the heart of an MC
You're nothin' but
The average nursery rhyme rapper
This for the wolves up north
Bush thugs who play blood sports
This ain't a game of chess
Big mouths get chipped and wet
I know you're talkin' shit
The opposite
No composite
The physics of your ingenious
Is lacking truth
It's structureless
We all can tell
When you playin' motherfuckers
You must think this is some sort of game
You must be masturbating
Cause you the only one who's playing
I bring the flood to your flame
This game of cat and mouse
Has got you locked down
In your house
I'm bringing that drought
That snuffs you out
Turn you to pulp
Like sauerkraut
Ski mask on face
I'm in
I'm out
I'm puttin' an end
To your slack jawed mouth
I smother a rag over your face
While you sleep
Can't eat cause you're stressed
Sweat gathers on your brow in beads
You're nothing but a bitch ass motherfucker
You be frontin'
You be frontin'
You be frontin'
You be frontin'
I see right through
Your porcelain eyes
Read between the lines
To examine your lies
Lyrical content
Like an Easter bunny myth
You probably think
Your body evolved throughout time
From a fish
You're a minnow in a lake full of sharks
You're playin' catch with the chainsaw
The tarot spread
Revealing the death card
I bring the pain to your pleasure
Using all instruments and measures
To make existence forget ya
This Nickel City strangler's
Comin' to mangle your fleet
I'll watch y'all retreat
Before the battle's even started
You be frontin'
Alright
You're going to call off your rigorous investigation
You be frontin'
You're going to publicly state
That there is no underground group
You be frontin'
Or these guys are gonna take your balls
You be frontin'
You be frontin'
Look
The people you are after
Are the people you depend on
They cook your meals
You be frontin'
They haul your trash
They connect your calls
They drive your ambulance's
We guard you while you sleep
Next time you go to sleep
Remember this voice
Cause it's the last thing you'll hear
Now I lay you down to sleep
Pray to your lord
Your soul to keep
Slaytanic
Reppin for the 705
Do not fuck with us

DJ Slaytanic
Alright
Now you listen to me boy
You can take this as a warning
Or a piece of advice
Any way you want it
You and your friends
Keep on playing punk gangsters
And we're gonna land on you
Hard
You understand?
Go get your gun
The one you sing about in your songs
You've been frontin' since the start
Let me dissect your art
Fairy tales all you spit
Caught rolling without a click
A trick, without a doubt
You ain't even got a dick
One thing's for certain
Surrounded by black curtains
A closed casket service
For a fictitious mind
I short circuit your kind
The only thing you ever sold
Was your soul
What do you know
Looks like you sold it
For a point two of blow
And when your cards unfold
There's nothin' but stories told
Ain't got the heart of an MC
You're nothin' but
The average nursery rhyme rapper
This for the wolves up north
Bush thugs who play blood sports
This ain't a game of chess
Big mouths get chipped and wet
I know you're talkin' shit
The opposite
No composite
The physics of your ingenious
Is lacking truth
It's structureless
We all can tell
When you playin' motherfuckers
You must think this is some sort of game
You must be masturbating
Cause you the only one who's playing
I bring the flood to your flame
This game of cat and mouse
Has got you locked down
In your house
I'm bringing that drought
That snuffs you out
Turn you to pulp
Like sauerkraut
Ski mask on face
I'm in
I'm out
I'm puttin' an end
To your slack jawed mouth
I smother a rag over your face
While you sleep
Can't eat cause you're stressed
Sweat gathers on your brow in beads
You're nothing but a bitch ass motherfucker
You be frontin'
You be frontin'
You be frontin'
You be frontin'
I see right through
Your porcelain eyes
Read between the lines
To examine your lies
Lyrical content
Like an Easter bunny myth
You probably think
Your body evolved throughout time
From a fish
You're a minnow in a lake full of sharks
You're playin' catch with the chainsaw
The tarot spread
Revealing the death card
I bring the pain to your pleasure
Using all instruments and measures
To make existence forget ya
This Nickel City strangler's
Comin' to mangle your fleet
I'll watch y'all retreat
Before the battle's even started
You be frontin'
Alright
You're going to call off your rigorous investigation
You be frontin'
You're going to publicly state
That there is no underground group
You be frontin'
Or these guys are gonna take your balls
You be frontin'
You be frontin'
Look
The people you are after
Are the people you depend on
They cook your meals
You be frontin'
They haul your trash
They connect your calls
They drive your ambulance's
We guard you while you sleep
Next time you go to sleep
Remember this voice
Cause it's the last thing you'll hear
Now I lay you down to sleep
Pray to your lord
Your soul to keep
Slaytanic
Reppin for the 705
Do not fuck with us