Текст песни Slow Roast - N.O.K.

Took a lil time off
Regained a civil mind
See his issues range
More than fame a lil shine
Aimed higher the lames
They couldn't find
An excuse to throw shots
And exchange
I wouldn't mind
Line em up
My pens an automatic
Ink aim at the paper
I saw the Splatter
Take a lil break
And they think he lost his magic
Fux local
He rank amongst the baddest
Trust no nigga
That figures he never did
Huge smile
Meanwhile the
Metal hid
Loose now
Was caught in the Devils grip
But he Hella quick
Repel with a rebels wit
He heating up
He seeing the kettle spit
And the beat is tough
Wit that mix
Don't meddle in
Or it end ugly
Crucifixes and reverends
Prolly die grinding for dividends
He get it in

He do this in his sleep
Been underground
Sound born deep beneath the sewer in the street
Slow roasting
Got the skewer and the meat
Cold quotes
Ain't no future for the weak

He a cougar on the creep
A lil growl
Let em view a lil teeth
Won't hear a sound
Just a struggle and you sleep
Thinking shit was sweet
Would of been done sooner
If I ain't have to take a leak
Jungle raps
Started as a humbled cat
Problems
Yeah I saw em like a lumberjack
Either solve em or he dodge em like a running back
He quite cunning
Pay attention who you coming at engine running at the point you niggas summit
Never felt that image was
Important as the subject
Never felt pretending would support him so he doesn't
How you pay for alladat
But can't afford me in the budget?
He come equip
Trust He can get dumb as shit
Bump ya lips
His pleasure is your Punishment
Severe competitors
Results ill make ya stomach sick
Blazing hot
Couldn't handle him wit oven mits