Cryptic

By Fyre

On Fyre XI

Released on 2001

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[Mxlplx]

Attempts to test my status will leave you feeling down

Take your security and smash it like a maggot on the ground

Men have tried but never found, the answer lies beyond the sounds

The slice you take for granted while they try and wake you up with style

Take a break and roam for miles

Notice what's going on, never forget to hold up

Remember why you started traveling, departed now I'm rambling

Out of control but handling the constant flow unraveling

Situations before my eyes

As I wait patiently to rise

Going up in flames, shooting across the sky

Burning down the chains holding me back for miles

Set your world on fire, watch your planet burn

While swinging in a tire hanging from a flying worm

I'm just another liner in waiting 'round for my turn


[Swank Daddy]

I chop game with the best of em, and the worse

But they talk the same slang and they rinse the same dirt

Print the same ties and they put the same skirts

To pork chops and tofu and going berserk

The slow-ass light got you waiting for days

Hand on your forehead, getting raped in a way

But don’t say shit cuz you’ll give it away

Keep your game face like an old toupee

Don’t know how to stutter but I know what to say

Shit like blunts and Tanqueray

Rings to them ears like a hater raid

Let’s all play house, what the bustas say

Hug each other all night, act real gay

You speaking my thought process? Better stop right there

Your mind stopped working when it looked in the mirror

And all you saw was smoke, and demons drinking wine

And where you gonna go if you ain’t got the time?

So go pick up some beef and some shit to climb

Leave your Betty right there, cuz she ain’t fine

Said her drawl is big cuz she ain’t got a dime

You say “what does money gotta do with love?”

Nothing bitch! Pass me the bud!


[Young G]

Earth people, New York, California

Young G baby with the intergalactic doja

Soldier, thought I told ya how I wrote this, feels amazing

Up and down the coast, California blazing

From Humboldt, to San Diego

In a stretch of land like the West Coast

This Sacramento smashing got me waking up in 'Frisco

Smashing through Oakland, bumping through San Bruno

Track back to Sacto, pick up cash I'm smoking

Young G plus a mic equals thought provoking

It's on to LA, Valencia and Hollywood

It's like the whole damn state is my neighborhood

Try to catch me getting blunted, disgruntled counting money

I rep from here to mack it for my body when it's sunny

Honey in the philly with the hash up in the kush

Coked up, driving drunk like young George Bush

All is fair and love in war and politics

It's like finding that you confused, you suck a lotta dicks

Tricks get turned by an auto rich man

Earth gets burned by a working man

Everything's a blessing, temptation is success

Put the smoke in my chest, take another test