Artist: Saafir
Album: Boxcar Sessions
Song: Playa Hayta
It's best you let me wander or I'll taunt
Ya with my brain
I'm the editor-in-chief
The leaf-a-rap a dope sh**, antique
Rope kits for the hang time, a
Heinous crime
Cause I drain his mind. Open it up
Oh...not
The same as mine, not the same a**
Rhyme
Nickel plated statements with nickel
Plated
Knuckle faded faces. No matter what
The Race is I hope ya co*kpit got sh**
I stock
Hits. Inventory glorious. I owe me this
I'm on my homies sh** - the homeless
Shown
This sk** is real when I attack from
The
Back I'll say a rhyme then pull your
Spinal
Cord from your torso, more so or
Better
Yet more or less it's not an option
I'm coppin'
A plea seizing a shop and hopin' a
Cop's
A blow of the past. If not, I'll be
Blowin'
His a** away. J. Groove is on the cross, I'm
The heavyweight fader of a playa
Hayta
an*lysis is deep, forever on the peep
And I'm
The best, the crest of the ho sh**...
Yeah
You can't manifest destiny unless it's
Me
Oh, you don't approve of my moves
But I'm not
Starvin' for jargon, so save it
My libido is
The needle to the wax, I like to tax in
Gazebos, surviving like a mac king
Clever
Never lacking when I'm stacking
Endeavors
I try and try to tell fools, that I've been
Through hell and my tools ain't the same
As yours. Coors Light that's what
They're
Drinkin', must be I'm wrong yours is
Right
That's why you're sinkin' in your own
Sight
Nose is in my business, witnessin'
Your
Own fate, drownin' in your own lake
Of hate
But I don't see no abstinent crabs in it
Perverse perpin' after the salt I can
Hear the rehearsal of a serpent
Urgent
Cause you don't use your head when
You
Shed skin - dead end...for a playa
Hayta
Charades, are played but I keep
Getting it in
Large amounts because I be doin'
These Hoogies' charge account like a banker
I'm patient and I be waiting like an
Anchor
To spank her. Then I get the softy
Sanka
Coffee drinkin' breath stinkin'
Cheddar cheese
Eatin' wheat germ, checker board
Pants
Wearin' can't dance, and you're starin' in
My grill. But you had a steak
A nervous
Twitch and you're a badly fake and I
Heard
His b**h is gettin' around like 2Pac
Servin' n***as two at a time like she
Got
Two co*ks. New blocks she be conquering
Zip codes, I rip ho's that be lappin' up
Mark a** lames then charge it to the
Game. So he next time you step to
Me
Like a defense attorney, Ha!...I'll
Fade ya
Cause you're a playa hayta
From a real playa ' cause I play the
Game
The same, not behind no dame, so
You
Can get these thangs