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letra de sike (when your boy can't rap, pt. 3) - darryl mayes

[intro]
ayy, man, so tell me why, check this out, i went to work this morning, you know what i’m saying?
woo, woo, doing my thing, boss man pulled me into the office and he like “ayy, bro we need to talk real quick”
so, i’m like “alright, cool, we can chop it up, we can chop it up’
so he pulled me in there right and he like “yo’ work came in depart, lately”
i’m like, “what the f-ck? depart? i don’t play no golf, what the f-ck do you mean ‘depart’?”
he like “well, basically, what i’m saying is you ain’t doing to good and we gon’ have to cut you”
i said, “you gon’ cut me?”

[chorus]
sike, sike, sike, sike, sike, sike, sike, sike, it’s on sight (motherf-cker)
it’s on sight (godd-mn)
sike, sike, sike, sike, sike, sike, sike, sike, it’s on sight (motherf-cker)
it’s on sight (godd-mn)

[verse 1]
how you gon’ fire me? huh, yeah, i fire you
don’t let me get your home address, ’cause i’m gon’ find you
i’ll be hiding in your bushes, and your blinds, too
catch you coming out the door, brraow, pow-pow, boom, boom
you want me to go, throw me out that door!
hang you by your toes, michelangelo
that’s why i p-ssed on your desk, and wiped my ass with your keyboard
and i took my car, and went straight into your screen door
so, you know what? nevermind, just give me my check
‘fore i mess around, get mad, and have to grab you by your neck
he said, “see, that right there is why you ain’t gettin’ your money”
i said, “what? excuse me? you won’t give me my money!?”

[verse 2]
ayy, he must not know, yeah, he don’t know who i be
i just got out the state pen for assault and battery
and i’m energized, and i’m ’bout to pop
i think you playing wit’ me, cuh, but you better stop
he told me to leave, so i turned around
hit him wit’ a roundhouse, and now he going down
he was yelling, i was bailing, “oh, here come the security!”
hit him wit’ a dropkick, i gotta get my currency
took the money out of every single cash register
if you ain’t paying me, i’ll take the whole establishment, bruh
so, i ran out the door, tryna get to the car
saw the po-po on the corner, trying to tell me stop

[outro]
you don’t tell me to go nowhere, you know what i’m saying?
i’m a savage, boy, i’ll blow this whole b-tch up, you know what i’m saying?
i’m bout that life, just got out the state pen, it don’t even matter, you know what i’m saying?
it don’t even matter, you know what i’m saying?
gang, gang, gang, grrt, you feel me?
can’t do nothing ’bout that
blrrd

- darryl mayes

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