Lyrics Get It Off Ya Chest - K Rino

Get It Off Ya Chest

Man, you still talking, you still tryna test me
Your boys already took off running
Now what you gonna do?
You gonna get it off your chest or are we gonna sit here and talk about it?
Now what you gonna do?
If it’s a problem when you see me, let it be addressed
We grown men, don’t hold it in boy, get it off your chest
Don’t beat around the bush, let’s square it off and kill the plex
You felt the first one, them boys you came with come duress
I’m stretching haters out like plastic men, I blew 'em away just like a drastic
wind
I’ve got a 6 foot hole that I’m dying to put your casket in
If you ain’t knowing about my skill level, go ask a friend
You got a beef card with my name on it, come cash it in
Know that’s my title that you holding boy,
And it’s my bedroom that your girlfriend is relaxing in
I hold my power boy just like Shaq when he bats it in
In fact my words attack the mic before the tracks begin
I got a Black Book that I wrote this killer passage in
Walk in a store with a MAC-10 wearing a black mask and
Whether or not I spare your life or kill your ass depends
You took off first and ran real fast but came in last again
Throw caution to the wind, I swing and catch a bastard’s chin
His cranium was the spot that he got blasted in
I’m aggravated for detention G degree
They tapped my phone so telepathic messages I had to send
If it’s a problem when you see me, let it be addressed
We grown men, don’t hold it in boy, get it off your chest
Don’t beat around the bush, let’s square it off and kill the plex
You felt the first one, them boys you came with come duress
You were Glass Menagerie
The coroner had to be fast with his math to accurately calculate what my vocal
murder average be
Instinctively tell, I sink you and bail
I spit so many bars at you boy you gon' think you in jail
I supply ink on paper, so before you decide to drop, think
I do a year’s work in the time span of an eye blink
Of course they’ll hate, hoping to translate what I mandate
What I indoctrinate, intoxicates, now they can’t stand straight
Keep your smile and your handshake for my handbrake
In a man’s plate from a planned quake in a high velocity and land great
I stand elite and represent for the street
My agg demeanour served as a perfect complement to the heat
My style is harder loc, K-Rino got more heart than an artichoke
I thought the bar was 9 months pregnant 'cause its water broke
I see through games, so when you wonder I start proving why
I’m focused enough to see eye to eye with a moving fly
If it’s a problem when you see me, let it be addressed
We grown men, don’t hold it in boy, get it off your chest
Don’t beat around the bush, let’s square it off and kill the plex
You felt the first one, them boys you came with come duress
Understand the world revolves around money and gunfire
Whatever level the greatest took you to, I’ma take you one higher
My brain travels in the fast lane
Each one of my books is a drop of water, my mind is a cloud from which I cast
rain
It ain’t no rules in the cash game
I’m listening to masses claim they have knowledge while carrying the Devil’s
last name
You wonder why we young and aggravated
'Cause we’ve been bred with self hatred, locked up and miseducated
In a world designed to twist minds and blind us
The average ghetto street is where you will us with the police right behind us
Devilish hands that keep the peace stranded from you
I’m a man who understands that land is worth more than money
My flsh is weak so in this world it ain’t too hard to tempt me
But I’ll die holding my nuts before I’ll let a man pimp me
Parasites, I make 'em bleed like a padded woman
I ain’t no instigator, so if I dissed him, he had it coming
Hey Murder what up man with these boys out here, man?
Holding their water like women, man
Man, I think they just frustrated and aggravated
You know what I’m saying
This is a man’s game right here
You got something to say just come out and say it
I don’t care…
I feel that but these boys don’t feel what’s going on in these streets
For sure, but then you bring it to their grill they looking at you like you
violating when you know they was talking down
Yeah, but a lot of them just talking loud but not saying nothing
Yeah, running around wearing panties and
Grown men wearing panties and
For sure and we out man