Pain & Torture

Yea niggas So this is what it all boils down to, huh? Huh? This is what it's come to, huh? Huh? Playoffs (ha ha ha ha) Yo booms, fuck that We back baby I ain't asked you to fear it Mandatory you think about it after you hear it And it's the evils that's gonna make you have to compare it You know me, I swing back through and see who got hit after I air it But it ain't about shit, niggas mumble about my outfits But I'm humble, I keep my mouth shut Lacin' them well, it was destined for J's in the cell I can make you a reservation to hell Then blow you out the water, I'm out of your order Me verse any rapper is slaughter Something like a poet and an author The only difference is that I mix slick talk with pain and torture [Chorus: x2] One false move will cost ya These lames will cross ya Don't let the game extort ya Try to learn from what the game has taught ya I'm the author of slick talk, pain, and torture Yo, I'ma take the responsibility for bringing it back They rappin' with hostility, meanin' they whack But then again, I feel 'em Knowin' that they up against a nigga just like myself that'll kill 'em Gotta spend a buck at the dealer for suede ceilings Lotta bodies drop because of betrayed feelins' What other rappers you know made it and stay dealin' Smart niggas just fell back and they saved millions These are pedestrian bars for the civilians Shoes is Italian, handgun Brazilian Open it up and see what Kiss brought ya Slick talk, pain, and torture [Chorus: x2] Uh, yo, I flip words around Sorta like birds and pounds Rub shoulders in the industry with nerds and clowns Give it to whoever deserve the rounds Hollow tips, move organs and nerves around Get money, fuck riffin' I'm definitely cut different, I twist honey's, puff piffin Get my insight from an old G, with a good job and all that buddy love sniffin' Shit talker, playboy, British walker Rather be home like "God please get 'em off us" After the sun shine, it gets darker Slick talk, pain, and torture [Chorus: x2] --- Pain & Torture - Jadakiss