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Statik Selektah - Crystal Clear Lyrics

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[Intro: Statik Selektah sample]
Statik Selektah!

[Royce Da 5'9]
'Sup niggas? Man let's fuck around a little bit let me get my phone
Let me get my phone, see what I got over here, do some shit like this

[Verse One: Royce Da 5'9']
Population where I be is zero
If there's a prison out there that can fit me
I could stay I'd copulate with her if she a C.O
Long as she don't gossip I get her saved by the bell
You know that sloppy face that's a crooked occupation
I'm wearin' a crooked Ferragamo belt
I'm lookin' for Tatyana Ali, to get my jockey straight
Man I'm glad I got sober, I was out here 'bout to marry all the bitches
Plus the doctor said I nearly almost did it
5'9 is underrated, that's such an understatement
Fuck, man I might as well bury all the critics
Instead of buyin' chains I'd rather buy a chain of WingStops
Don't compare me to these lames please stop
I shoot up their venue with a metaphor about myself
The marquee say the name, the name make the marquee pop
Blocka blocka player listen here, I ain't here to play no games with you
Outtin' your career like a meniscus tear
I'm the same nickel tryin' to change little
All I did was stop drinkin', that's when I found out I was rich in spirit
I don't got too many memories of this industry, just bits and pieces
Of beef and me driving my whip impaired, like (Skurr!)
Decisions decisions, being made by the best ever
Respect the lyrics of the BMW stretch 7
The choice is yours we just formed a new brotherhood
Called the cut you off for nothin' crew and yes we open the road with less brethren
When Statik selected decided he gon' let you have it
Then call me for a verse, you'll have to call the payphone to church
And when it ring, I'll probably let the reverend grab it
Like hey tell him last time Black Thought killed me man

[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9]
Real niggas doing real shit this year
Ain't shit change but the different spaceships to steer
It ain't a real bitch alive who can resist this here
Even fakes could see this real here crystal clear

[Verse Two: Royce Da 5'9]
Yeah, real niggas doing real shit this year
Pop off, it don't mean that you won the fight it just mean that you in the fight
Probably don't even wanna fight you swingin' at the fire, last, nigga violatin' got invited to a bottle bash
With us you in the bitter denial, thinkin' we won't link with you I tint the window on the Lincoln too
Do the linkin' to all you link in the bio ass niggas
And I may even hire hitters, trade your last tweetin' for your last beatin'
Get them bad people to smoke everything livin' in the name of your fire ass Twitter
The wolves got my back right, and we glad y'all shinin'
Let me repeat, we glad y'all shinin'
But this year, we got the softest group of artists in the history of blues, r&b, soul
For y'all to be so willin' to be so
Blast off honest we're Black pride, I'm astonished
I'm a full contact guy in the flag ball climbin'
It ain't a nigga from this era as resilient as me
I made a whole career off survival for millions to see
A nigga with a bottle, some will and some brilliance
Some beats for fulfillment, some children for peace
I spent at least ten years drunk, tryin' to do the impossible
Which is try to walk on water and not sink
And that's when I experienced the deep, that's somethin' that I won't forget
Now I can lead, millions to see while I'm soakin' wet
God made y'all in image of SpongeBob so I gotta ask y'all, did it soak in yet?
I'm the top dog and without the SZA I split up the spitters
I feel like I'm Kendrick we need the +Control+ 'cause I'm heartless
My soul beside ain't all the way took over
I'm searchin' for artists to destroy to fill the void in my hollow trophy chest
But that's fam, not associates, I'm so focused that
Last night I swear to God I had a dream that I told Beyonce no
Yes, no BS, tryin' go to war with me is like messing with the Soviets
The lesson here is loud and clear
You wrestle with the stove while the stove is lit
You'll hug your way to hell but you ain't holdin' shit

[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9]
Real niggas doing real shit this year
Ain't shit change but the different spaceships to steer
It ain't a real bitch alive who can resist this here
Even fakes could see this real here crystal clear

[Outro: Royce Da 5'9]
Yeah! Real niggas doing real shit this year



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Songwriters: ANTHONY MARKEITH REID, PATRICK BARIL, RYAN MONTGOMERY