Culprate - Talk To Frank lyrics

[Intro] Listen Right [Verse 1] Bruv I can't believe it Burned so many zoots nowadays and I just can't breathe it's k**ing me And my insides get all f**ed up cause of that rough stuff I puff when I drill a beat It's tough to stop that So I gotta pop back some of those nice little vitamins Till I'm hype again Then I'm thinking, f** calling Frank Put him in a ring and I'm fighting him, fighting him Fighting 10 of these dogs in a night So f** these problems, problems I'm raving to what the DJ's blazing all too often, often I'll get f**ed up when he's playing out tunes, I'mma spit hard Much like when I'm in a booth building up zoots, you'll hear the tunes of Maksim kick hard I'm a stallion I can go all night picking up bags and dabbing them Putting out lines 'till my minds gone bad again Look around me I think "this ain't happenin'" Bruv I'm in a dark state, better call Frank cause I'm past baked Not long left 'till my mind's gone West and my chest pumps hard and my heart aches [Hook] Talk to Frank, tell me what's your problem? Skip, you've been ringing me far too often The voices in your head got you shook This is a bad case cause whatever you took Was laced with some mind-boggling concoction You're out of choices and out of options The line is open, the number's free Talk to Frank, tell me, what's your problem? [Bridge] [Verse 2] Bruv I can't believe it I'm doing my best to grip the mic but I can't grip for sh**e Cause I can't stop shaking, this ain't right Feel I've blazed up too many pipes at raves And I feel as if I might go blind If I don't write rhymes so I gotta spark up a zoot and write in the booth Till bars start to hit hard in your mind In your mind, you'll be messed up with a bit of this stuff It's so fine, it's so fine Pen-grade or powder, take your choice and then go high Then go high, higher than a kite tied up to a bright blue string When I write these things I should really feel the need to maybe call Frank but I don't, why? Is it cause I got to remain Spitting hard on the top like the bars in your brain? Clearly I'm insane, I'm a psycho Might spit big hooks that you might know Try to follow my bars, their hype I'm k**ing it fast, so gimme that light Pa** it, roll it, light it, smoke it So high you know this guy won't survive [Hook] [Bridge]