Chorus:
Can't Slick talk on the day of Judgement
Verse 1
Okay look since you got the answers tell me how the f** it goes/
Selling my soul so you can spot me in the angelo/
Not the college average Joe/
Frolicking with ratchet hoes/
Leave the bar 2am gone again im back for mo'/
Knock biters out im the new Lou Lennox/
Salute Jubilant dudes that shoot Lieutenants/
No more stressin over sh** theres no use in it/
My Weedman crib i call the blues Clinic/
And I dont tell em nothing im hording all the mindsense/
Cuz these n***as is pupils more cornier (cornea) than an iris/
Soon as you shine youll be hated in a Jiff/
But im still alive n***a tell Satan eat a dick/
Dont hold your breathe son/
Trust im nowhere near done/
Instead we in the crash that even left the engine and the gear bust/
In the worst pain still i even just appear numb/
Voice of a Ghost singing on my f**ing eardrum/
Chorus
Can't Slicktalk on the day of Judgement
If yuh call he will ANSWER
Verse 2
Since the fact that im the truth and there ain't a f**ing scripture stoppin me/
Im the source consulted in the bible's bibliography/
Rebel to society they label me the most/
I ain't never been the type to tie a cable round your throat/
But i make my own rules and i choose my own laws/
In this hypocrite world and Its Babylon gods/
Im born in Harare but a nightmare to its conformity/
I ain't worried, bout none of yall was even born with me/
The need for free speech causing most of the havoc/
Im all cheers in the weekend like a toast to the sabbath/
In this selfish world where the banks die creditless/
Monument lies a shredded mess/
While the anxious cries of relatives/
Amplified the rest of us/
Camp replies in negligence/
SO slept on they could tranquilize a sedative/
Put your hands high if you feel it in my section/
Money saves lives NOT ELECTIONS/
Chorus