"Turkish Link" lyrics
"Anything you wanna say about rap"
"About rap?"
"About what it is, where it's going, where it's been"
"Rap music is here to stay. It's gonna continue straight ahead 'til someone turns out the light on this small planet, can you dig it? Hahahaha"
"And now, for my next trick"
It's the master magician (Uh)
Turn heads and leave a lasting impression
First to wake up, the last one in the session (Me)
Throwing spirals, don't pass one interception
Everything is a direct hit
Hung up the phone and made a hand gesture for the neck slit
Everybody's time is slated
I'm on a boat with the tackle and a fishing pole and the line is baited
Smell like paper and designer fragrance (Uh)
To amount to that, I slept on couches and stayed inside of basements
Put in major pain to get minor placements
Light hit the diamonds and you got struck by a laser
Everything I drip is custom-cut by a tailor
At the festival getting fitted up inside a trailer
I'm not a Scooby-Doo villain tryna devise a caper
I'm big mama's cooking you taste and recognize the flavor
(Know that)
But can't quite put your finger on it
I double parked a Monte Carlo with the emergency blinker on it
And I'm not leaving any time soon (Go around)
You might as well make a maneuver, bust a U-turn
(Fuck outta here)
Cooking with goons, wooden spoon, jump in the soup stirrin'
Chop a sample down on the one and get a loop turnin' (Spinnin')
I made a general statement, you fit the shoe perfect
(Nobody thinkin' about you)
Popular shirt with the Turkish link on a Coogi surface
Yeah, don't try to play it off smooth, be nervous (Nervous)
"Ayo, I don't know what the fuck you talking about, motherfucker, what?"
"Do you understand? Forever"
"Sound"
"About rap?"
"About what it is, where it's going, where it's been"
"Rap music is here to stay. It's gonna continue straight ahead 'til someone turns out the light on this small planet, can you dig it? Hahahaha"
"And now, for my next trick"
It's the master magician (Uh)
Turn heads and leave a lasting impression
First to wake up, the last one in the session (Me)
Throwing spirals, don't pass one interception
Everything is a direct hit
Hung up the phone and made a hand gesture for the neck slit
Everybody's time is slated
I'm on a boat with the tackle and a fishing pole and the line is baited
Smell like paper and designer fragrance (Uh)
To amount to that, I slept on couches and stayed inside of basements
Put in major pain to get minor placements
Light hit the diamonds and you got struck by a laser
Everything I drip is custom-cut by a tailor
At the festival getting fitted up inside a trailer
I'm not a Scooby-Doo villain tryna devise a caper
I'm big mama's cooking you taste and recognize the flavor
(Know that)
But can't quite put your finger on it
I double parked a Monte Carlo with the emergency blinker on it
And I'm not leaving any time soon (Go around)
You might as well make a maneuver, bust a U-turn
(Fuck outta here)
Cooking with goons, wooden spoon, jump in the soup stirrin'
Chop a sample down on the one and get a loop turnin' (Spinnin')
I made a general statement, you fit the shoe perfect
(Nobody thinkin' about you)
Popular shirt with the Turkish link on a Coogi surface
Yeah, don't try to play it off smooth, be nervous (Nervous)
"Ayo, I don't know what the fuck you talking about, motherfucker, what?"
"Do you understand? Forever"
"Sound"
