Still - Sylent

STILL

PUBLISHED BY: Middle Finger Recordz (2019)

PRODUCED BY: Native-Instruments

ADDITIONAL PRODUCTION BY: Sylent @ The Padded Room, Norwalk, CA

WRITTEN & RECORDED BY: Sylent @ The Padded Room, Norwalk, CA

MIXED & MASTERED BY: Steve Vicious @ San Diego, CA

Lyrics:

Still ain’t giving a what, what, what???

/

Still ain’t giving a what, what, what???

/

Still ain’t giving a what, what, what???

/

Let ‘em know!

Do you really wanna fuck with me???

Middle fingerz still up / Still ain’t giving a fuck

Do they really wanna fuck with me???

Still not giving a fuck ‘cause I’ve given enough

Do you really wanna fuck with me???

Middle fingerz still up / Still ain’t giving a fuck

Do they really wanna fuck with me???

Still not giving a fuck ‘cause I’ve given enough

Still ain’t giving a fuck

Still / Still not giving a fuck / Still / Still not giving a fuck

Middle fingerz still up

Still / Still not giving a fuck / Still / Still not giving a fuck!

(1st VERSE)

I caught you staring at me in the wrong way on the wrong day

I’m in a bad mood, leva / Better look away

Before your life iz took away in the worst way

You should’ve never fucked with Sy in the first place

Feel the worst pain / Never live to see your birthday

Go ahead and snitch / I’ll be home by next Thursday

The fucken pigz ain’t got no evidence / No fingerprintz

I dumped the murder weapon and I burned the ride we did it in

I live in sin / For the fallen I will spill some beer

Confessing all my faultz ‘cause I feel that Death iz near

I fight without a fear / Both middle fingerz flipped

Short tempered but I’m making up for it with a long clip

Chicano Rap don’t show no love

Unless you look like Lil Rob and you’re rapping like Bone Thugs

Said ‘Fuck M.F.R.'

but don’t know shit about us

So fuck you and the smelly slit you came out of!

(CHORUS / 2nd VERSE)

I got a face that even my own mama can’t love

I got a place to fuck for every one of my slutz

I got a fist for every lip that you decided to yap

I got a clip for every diss that you decided to rap

I got two true storiez for every lie that you drop

I got two homiez standing by for every wire you cop

I got a reason to live / I got my beautiful kidz

I got a hyna that iz finer than the bitch that you’re with

She letz me do the wrongz I do / Alwayz looking the other way

Alwayz by my side / Even when I push her away

I gotta look to the day when I get lost in the night

I got no reason to quit / I know I fought a good fight

I got another surprise / Another trick up my sleeve

I got these fuckerz thinking that they knew everything about me

I got my homiez around me / My soldierz / Ready to ride

You can never bring us down / We barely started to rise!

(CHORUS / 3rd VERSE)

Check it

Resurrected from the death of the game

And I ain’t going nowhere / So you best remember the name

Forever the same / Forgot where you came from, dummy???

Moneyz a joke / Making my homiez act funny

Step back from me / Let their bitching begin

Like Charlie Sheenz needle trackz / Yeah / I’m itching to win

This rapperz claiming that he got fanz / Please just stop

Nobody even fucken knew your last CD dropped

The only contactz you got, they’re stuck in your eyez

Like Lucky / You’ll never be a stand-up guy

While they were Keeping It Gangsta / I was keeping it real

Ain’t heard from half the homiez since these fuckerz offered ‘em dealz

They disappear when they make it / Forget the favorz I did

But I was there in The Beginning when they didn’t have shit

And you were Krazie if you thought that you were getting away

With stealing any of my album titlez back in the day

What a slap in the face / I should’ve never stayed loyal

I didn’t wanna speak up on it / I was letting it boil

But fuck it / Now I’m heated / Shooting every which way

And therez a target on your back now that I’m back in the game

These lamez got skidmarkz across their face

From kissing Khoolaidz azz to get that radio play

JV and Krazie are sick but the truth of the matter

Iz Pig Frost iz the best Latin female rapper!!!

(CHORUS / OUTRO)

Thatz right.

I’m still here.

And itz still Low-Budget-But-Fuck-It.

You took your best cheap shotz and I’m still standing.

Itz still ‘Fuck You'

and everyone around you.

Your CEO iz a migrant worker ‘cause hez picking

nothing but fucken fruitz to be on his label.

Middle fingerz still up.

Still not giving a fuck!!!