[Chorus: Dede The King]
You ain't good with filasheo
With flows you don't know how a firestarter go
A little groaning boy of mine with a tortured soul
Let's go let's go it's the Virgo
And its the funkadelic relic
I'm the first of my kind ye ain't seen any?
Watch me word it speaks framing technique
You ain't gotta like or love me but you gone respect me
[Verse 1: Mane Kitchen]
I was told the world's cold but I see for my self
But I can't let the money go to my head
But you know who with an S tattooed to my chest
I can't even believe you can spit shit to the people I get
Apparently you can't tell the fake from the real
Let alone sip the mission long enough to listen
He might call up Patricia she 'bout to call up Melissa
Chiefly in love whose leave exceeds commission
[Chorus: Dede The King]
You ain't good with filasheo
With flows you don't know how a firestarter go
A little groaning boy of mine with a tortured soul
Let's go let's go it's the Virgo
And its the funkadelic relic
I'm the first of my kind ye ain't seen any?
Watch me word it speaks framing technique
You ain't gotta like or love me but you gone respect me
[Verse 2: Dede The King]
Go DJ let 'em know we in the house
But you feel it in the sound
When you need it want it don't got it in the drought
Imagine me the fool being the spouse
Yeah let me show you what I mean
If you knew me then you know how bad I feel
Love me tender love me sweet I'm a thug pack my heat
In the sheets you know I flip her like a 9 piece
[Chorus: Mane Kitchen]
There's no days for broke days we sell it smoke pays
She had a four-leaf clover with a big gold chain
That the warriors are coming and we no play
And broke brothers make the 45 flame with no shame
He decided to jet it could happen with no discussion
And now he gotta show his brotha the meanin to keep it gutta
The industry was like a beat that needed precussion
Only a hard dozen want to be callin me cousin
[Verse 3: Mane Kitchen]
C'mon ma give me a break
Tell me don't you think it's a shame?
Never realize how precious time is til you give it away
Better you in a crate
In the city of L.A
He don't give a f--k
I preffer the method of usin a 12 gauge
I love it when you give me head I hate it when you give me headaches
[Chorus: Mane Kitchen]
There's no days for broke days we sell it smoke pays
She had a four-leaf clover with a big gold chain
That the warriors are coming and we no play
And broke brothers make the 45 flame with no shame
He decided to jet it could happen with no discussion
And now he gotta show his brotha the meanin to keep it gutta
The industry was like a beat that needed precussion
Only a hard dozen want to be callin me cousin
[Verse 4:Dede The King]
Now everybody on the West show some love
Pull the plugs on the gunshot victims full of slugs
Cuz I'm the one with the trunk of funk
The future is fragile never promised to none of us
Keep your focus and never the love of the hocus pocus
You still taste it when you chase it with the Coca-Cola
Yeah let's keep this shit in motion motion
You still with me Rachel? I need you to focus
[Chorus: Mane Kitchen]
There's no days for broke days we sell it smoke pays
She had a four-leaf clover with a big gold chain
That the warriors are coming and we no play
And broke brothers make the 45 flame with no shame
He decided to jet it could happen with no discussion
And now he gotta show his brotha the meanin to keep it gutta
The industry was like a beat that needed precussion
Only a hard dozen want to be callin me cousin
Tortured Soul/45 Flame was written by Dede The King.