Letras
I said aiyoo
It's Mickey
They gon' say they geekin' on the wax
They ain't speakin' facts
Autotune screechin' up the track
That ain't speakin' factz
Making new personas when they rap
You call that speakin' facts?
Skill and lyricism what they lack
I'm just speakin' facts
If you know, like we know, like they know
Most these niggas can't rap
If you know, like we know, like they know
Homie I'm just speakin' facts
These rappers' lying like a rug under an ottoman
Exaggerate entendres, too much hubris in they homonyms
They pondering
What to say next, and it's astonishing
Its common with these novices
False confidence prominent
Like my tree Indica dominant, let it burn slow
Lot of rappers deep in the red, we call that merlot
Say he in a six-speed, GT, turbo
Claim he made his money off white, like Virgil
But we know that's a lie, half the time
Most of these rappers cappin' is asinine
Lying just to past the time
Far from masterminds... doing rachet crimes
Till these beards come do you foul
That's Harden at the line
Listen akhi, this Issey Miyake fragrance expensive
So please don't blow dirt weed when in my presence
And I aint sayin I'm God son, I'm just suggesting
When I'm lifted of the herbals, my verbals' got Fred's essence
(Gordo!)
They gon' say they geekin' on the wax
They ain't speakin' facts
Autotune screechin' up the track
That ain't speakin' factz
Making new personas when they rap
You call that speakin' facts?
Skill and lyricism what they lack
I'm just speakin' facts
If you know, like we know, like they know
Most these niggas can't rap
If you know, like we know, like they know
(That's how it be sometimes)
Homie I'm just speakin' facts
Yo, Dean Facts kept jails with the fresh sales
Bars everywhere in case you look for the best ale
Kick old chicks out the crib when the sex fail
Let her put it together, that's what I call expel
I trek trails on a path where the rest fail
Drenched kale over a slab of French quail
Your man Factz, Amtrak, training the next rails
Birds learn to anthrax
Watch me address males
Sick with it, no powdery substance
Ya circle full of squares, that's a solid circumference
I'm stamped like I'm bouncing through customs
I pass 'Ports for whoever want smoke to cloud up they lungs with
Countin' thousands of hundreds
I'm a ten 'cause I won
Removing every zero 'round me, 'cause it's fun, what a pun
Fat Joe will hear it and wanna co-sign
All we doing is speaking facts, and this a dope vibe
(Yeah)
They gon' say they geekin' on the wax
They ain't speakin' facts
Autotune screechin' up the track
That ain't speakin' factz
Making new personas when they rap
You call that speakin' facts?
Skill and lyricism what they lack
I'm just speakin' facts
If you know, like we know, like they know
Most these niggas can't rap
If you know, like we know, like they know
Homie I'm just speakin' facts