| Haha, yeah, uh, where we at to stay, y’all
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| Livin' on the street corner, no, really
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| Just havin' fun doin' our own thing (You know what I’m sayin'?)
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| Street language, we live by it
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| Talk by it on the daily (Uh, come on)
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| My type a lingo, street slang, when head banging
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| Reading Romans, and fans chant, with understanding
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| Common words reworked, son, you can’t follow
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| Flipped styles, don’t use when you talk to Mama
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| Call it yo' girl, mm, don’t know how it go down
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| She ain’t your boy, dude, chill with that four pound
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| I don’t stress a suit to work or tie it up
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| Baggie denim earrings my took, looking tough
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| The only difference is Christ in my sentences
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| Words are power, I know what repentance is
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| The irregular slang developer
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| Trend setting the reflects in the mirror, yo
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| You know the type, I talk like «Pass me a drink, please»
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| I’m like «Bust me them beverages, I’m thirsty»
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| Speaking wisdom of the Solomon, coloring the verbal
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| Switching up the pace like commercials
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| I live inside the rhythm, rise with the wisdom
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| Die as a Christian, slang style how I hit 'em
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| Talk how I want, I live for my God
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| Mastering the art, not following the odds
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| I live inside the rhythm, rise with the wisdom
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| Die as a Christian, slang style how I hit 'em
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| Talk how I want, I live for my God
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| Mastering the art, not following the odds
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| Yo, I stretch the alphabet, sounding rich
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| Started hollering, hustling, busting it
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| Confidence, talking it, conversations heads, nodding it
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| To the streets and the office with it
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| Call it the flipped, figures of speech, spit, hitting the beat
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| Inner city streets, kids I’m trying to reach, yo
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| My description is, skate with a pivot
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| State my business, soul train, say you ate, delicious
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| Came with a funky attitude, left your brains tattooed
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| Drippin' like a two for a bruise
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| Excuse my addiction, but listen what I’m saying
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| Words with caution, stay meditating
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| Word of God, I flip it up a bit
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| That Manafest cat, he on a different tip
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| So take a ride open-eyed, fantastic, it’s a high
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| Strip the lies, culture rise, slang vibing, vibe, vibe, yeah
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| Bustin' out what we sayin', check it out
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| I live inside the rhythm, rise with the wisdom
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| Die as a Christian, slang style how I hit 'em
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| Talk how I want, I live for my God
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| Mastering the art, not following the odds
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| I live inside the rhythm, rise with the wisdom
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| Die as a Christian, slang style how I hit 'em
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| Talk how I want, I live for my God
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| Mastering the art, not following the odds
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| Yeah, yo, man
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| I just gotta kill my streak
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| I ain’t be like no one else |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Slang Talkin , by - Manafest. Song from the album 4 Pack (Misled Youth, My Own Thing, Epiphany, & Glory), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп