Man Talk

'm a man of conviction,
Making my way from past traditions. Wackery crappery dock, see the shit headed toward your sock, going a rods the grain is costing your punk ass endless pain, live by the code or death is what your owed,
No time to play with little bitches turned into punk ass snitches.
When you've had to get it out the mud trying not to spill your own blood.
They call me the heart stopper or body dropper.
when you speak be proper, you don't want to feel my chopper.
Just know if you mess with me or try to press me, you can never stress me,
impress me or undress me.
But trust and believe you will never get the best of me,
that's coming from a real OG that you better hope you don't get angry.
I'll drop you straight to your knees have you saying please please don't put no holes in me.
show you a little slappery make you take a nappery feel like you were in a robbery.
you will be in disbelief seeing no relief, but guarantee you a lot of grief,
so stay in your lane, because a lot of pain will enter your life if you get in my lane.

Post grunge, 2 male voices, strong emotion, Alternative