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Big Syke - Wasted Talent lyrics
Intro: [Mac Mall] Yeah though, it's the M-A-C y'all Young M-A-C Mall yaknow what I'm sayin'? From the Five-Tre-Five crew Str8 Crestsider, (fa sure) but I'm in the house wid my niggaaa, Big Syke from Thug Lige bitch, Ya know what I'm sayin'? And it's going down like this... Verse 1: Mac Mall Wasted talent, wasted time, wasted minds Suckas givin' up wid out trying Satisfied wid ya grind Farakhan lacin' soldiers everyday but you blind, Ya best to beware, of this shit called minimum maximum Cause all the hustlas is catching 'em, From Crestside to L.A. Cutty niggas can't dodge no case Should dodge the bullet, when it's your face, And I really don't know wid the mell on the glow But I fits to get it all before the two triple O Like Feddie and Big Row, Hennessy so let's toast for my peo-ples And all the playas and pard-ners that ain't here For my factors and my folks wid a million years Wid no chance to appeal, I know ya thinkin' that it's to real But playboy this the shit when ya lust for skreel But if ya get it... huh ya won't look back Be a certified star wid ya own dope track No tapes and CDs, just zips and Os And a faulty fan club known as the po-pos You won't last long, So for ya, grand finale They ship ya ass off to the, fedaralies, Ya know.... Hook: Big Syke You got to use what you got, And do ya best, no time to waste Don't waste your talent life is full of stress Verse 2: A one track mind on the street still sellin' yay Advance and dance to romance the game everyday Some niggas do sixteen trife bringin' wifes back My homie caught four ki |
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