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TheTale (Prod. By Rollout) Video (MV)




Performed By: SlickThePoet
Length: 3:01
Written by: Chris Williams




SlickThePoet - TheTale (Prod. By Rollout) Lyrics




Young savage with the madness
This music a habit
I reek havoc in the meantime I'm making magic
32 laker fashion
I make em burn to ashes
On fire in this bitch with double headed dragons

Can't take away this passion
Since a adolescent
Check my weapon I'm bout that action

When I was youngin
Talent show coming
Ima play Michael Jackson

Put on the glove and threw the hat just see they reaction
They said the felon will be failing when he get through jailing
I got through jailing, took a step and then I look to heaven

Sky is the limit
But god is my witness
That I, will never come down

I am relentless, you can not get this
No I will never be found

I'm Tryna stay underground

My soul is hurting the devil flirting
I feel him lurking
And nah he searching
It ain't working
I am a different person

Usually this where my poetry would be
But who's flowing with the beast
Taking over every street and industries are under me

This shit is so fun to me
You use to make fun of me
Nah everyone done to me
Passing goals
And doing shows that people run to see
I built this shit round loyalty
No one had to spoil a g
No one had to spoil a king

You niggas dumb to me
You just a son to me
You can't be sonning me
Better start running g
I feel chi I gained my energy

My brother was snorting d
More Ice cream than master p

I use to see among the streets
While I was out there selling weed

We heard shots when he got popped But never left the block
But on the block it's not legos we slinging rocks

But getting the cash and moving so fast
You just gotta slow down
Busting yo ass you moving too fast
You then smoked a whole pound

It's a blessing
To be young nigga
If they didn't crawl witcha they shouldn't run witcha
Talking bout
He hold the gun witcha
Talking bout
He blow the whole blunt witcha
Nigga I ain't see ya in none of my baby pictures
I got daughter, you ain't ask to see her pictures

That's the type of nigga that wanna roll witcha
That's the type of Nigga that only roll swisha

I'm getting compared again
There's no comparison
You better beware my friends
Sky is the limit I'm already there my friend

Every been jailed my friend
No
All you do is pretend
Oh
That's why you never win
Hey
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Young savage with the madness
This music a habit
I reek havoc in the meantime I'm making magic
32 laker fashion
I make em burn to ashes
On fire in this bitch with double headed dragons

Can't take away this passion
Since a adolescent
Check my weapon I'm bout that action

When I was youngin
Talent show coming
Ima play Michael Jackson

Put on the glove and threw the hat just see they reaction
They said the felon will be failing when he get through jailing
I got through jailing, took a step and then I look to heaven

Sky is the limit
But god is my witness
That I, will never come down

I am relentless, you can not get this
No I will never be found

I'm Tryna stay underground

My soul is hurting the devil flirting
I feel him lurking
And nah he searching
It ain't working
I am a different person

Usually this where my poetry would be
But who's flowing with the beast
Taking over every street and industries are under me

This shit is so fun to me
You use to make fun of me
Nah everyone done to me
Passing goals
And doing shows that people run to see
I built this shit round loyalty
No one had to spoil a g
No one had to spoil a king

You niggas dumb to me
You just a son to me
You can't be sonning me
Better start running g
I feel chi I gained my energy

My brother was snorting d
More Ice cream than master p

I use to see among the streets
While I was out there selling weed

We heard shots when he got popped But never left the block
But on the block it's not legos we slinging rocks

But getting the cash and moving so fast
You just gotta slow down
Busting yo ass you moving too fast
You then smoked a whole pound

It's a blessing
To be young nigga
If they didn't crawl witcha they shouldn't run witcha
Talking bout
He hold the gun witcha
Talking bout
He blow the whole blunt witcha
Nigga I ain't see ya in none of my baby pictures
I got daughter, you ain't ask to see her pictures

That's the type of nigga that wanna roll witcha
That's the type of Nigga that only roll swisha

I'm getting compared again
There's no comparison
You better beware my friends
Sky is the limit I'm already there my friend

Every been jailed my friend
No
All you do is pretend
Oh
That's why you never win
Hey
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Writer: Chris Williams
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