Still by Manga Saint Hilare Lyrics
What, still?
You're still mad at me, still?
It’s been over a decade, and Lethal ain't paid you
Still
Half-hearted war dub
These will gas you, still
Yeah, I hear that, still
Still
Manna been moving
While you just stood still
And I made you quit last time
You must remember that, still?
The issue's been hangin’ around
Since D Double E said "still"
I was meant to clash him, like, five times
And I still ain't seen him, still
I don't even hate him, but still
But I dun already killed him, still
So lickle man, go in the corner and stay still
You never got busy with a four-fizzy
You're just flat rude boy, and still
And "SKY!"
That's Frisco's ad-lib, still
But I know that you ain't been around
So I'm gonna ’low you, still
The word on the road is you might’ve had a breakdown
But that might be a rumour, still
It's 2014, man are talking ’bout glasses, still
(hahah) yeah man, I hear you, still
My confidence is sky-high
It's been like this since 1-8
'Cus when I was a yout' man
Man-na got big off 1-8
We’ve had number 1's, and classics
Everyone ate
You've had ten man up in your team
But only one ate
You're still moanin', still breddin'
Off that one eight
Since then, no CD's, no verses
Not even one eight
Talkin' 'bout guns, but you're broke
You ain't got one eight
Really, I'm a bad boy for you
From [?]
But it's your own fault you talk too much
You missed with the bad man juice
You pour too much
Meanwhile, I'm sitting on bags
Just like I bought too much
And I know that you're gonna back out
When it's all too much
(Outro)
Shell, again!
Fuckin' coming at rasclart
Groundhog day, man, 'low me
You're still mad at me, still?
It’s been over a decade, and Lethal ain't paid you
Still
Half-hearted war dub
These will gas you, still
Yeah, I hear that, still
Still
Manna been moving
While you just stood still
And I made you quit last time
You must remember that, still?
The issue's been hangin’ around
Since D Double E said "still"
I was meant to clash him, like, five times
And I still ain't seen him, still
I don't even hate him, but still
But I dun already killed him, still
So lickle man, go in the corner and stay still
You never got busy with a four-fizzy
You're just flat rude boy, and still
And "SKY!"
That's Frisco's ad-lib, still
But I know that you ain't been around
So I'm gonna ’low you, still
The word on the road is you might’ve had a breakdown
But that might be a rumour, still
It's 2014, man are talking ’bout glasses, still
(hahah) yeah man, I hear you, still
My confidence is sky-high
It's been like this since 1-8
'Cus when I was a yout' man
Man-na got big off 1-8
We’ve had number 1's, and classics
Everyone ate
You've had ten man up in your team
But only one ate
You're still moanin', still breddin'
Off that one eight
Since then, no CD's, no verses
Not even one eight
Talkin' 'bout guns, but you're broke
You ain't got one eight
Really, I'm a bad boy for you
From [?]
But it's your own fault you talk too much
You missed with the bad man juice
You pour too much
Meanwhile, I'm sitting on bags
Just like I bought too much
And I know that you're gonna back out
When it's all too much
(Outro)
Shell, again!
Fuckin' coming at rasclart
Groundhog day, man, 'low me