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Sharp Lyrics - Back To The Feature - Wale

[Intro - Wale talking] 

K.B. what up? Jonas what up? Haha. Check it. Uh 

 

[Chorus - Wale] 

And it weighs a ton 

Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun 

And I master every trade under the sun 

Talk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue, nigga 

And it weighs a ton 

Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun 

And I master every trade under the sun 

Talk sharp like a razor blade 

Ha, uh 

 

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[Verse 1 - Wale] 

It's nothin' like where I come from 

That's why I shed light on the darker I come form 

Nigeria inspired to talk drum 

The soul proprietor on the globe from our sun 

I own it 

Now everybody on it 

My mind's so bright when that when I go in you can't notice it no mo' 

So if I talk down to a man 

Not only do I enlighten but I provide a tan 

Hoppin' out a van 

Braggin' because I am 

Draped in green and red like flag of Sudan 

While you pretend, and you niggas so pretentious 

I love a Tracey Ross but I don't keep a girlfriend, look 

Warm is a pen from the hand from the head 

That whatever it creates it will land in the hand 

In the pack of the group 

They lack what I do 

You would think that I had a match for a tooth 

And I snap like Bob Backland in the booth 

To bad bitches I'm about as bashful as Luke 

I Freaknik's and the Swishers 

Two dyke bitches while I'm filmin' them picnic, yum 

The District's son 

Prodigal, the Prodigy 

That's Mobb Deep and that is no pun 

Do 

Straight bad bitches I run, through 

I put out when I'm cummin' 

I love to be redundant 

So I'm hopin' that your period is punc-tual 

On time 

One rhyme 

Wale Folarin huh 

Holler at me 

 

[Chorus - Wale] 

And it weighs a ton 

Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun 

And I master every trade under the sun 

Talk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue, nigga 

And it weighs a ton 

Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun 

And I master every trade under the sun 

Talk sharp like a razor blade 

Ha 

 

[Verse 2 - Torae] 

The bars razor blade sharp and no 

Cold, Antarctic flow, rap nigga, you want to know 

See my name on a flier then you ought to go 

My arsenal, makes for an awesome show 

And the discography, somethin' you got to see 

It's like I snatched names off of classic LP's 

I guess I sort of did and I call it Daily 

Conversation, abbreviation I made it D.C. 

The home of Wale, formerly home of me 

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east 

And slid back north of course to pen more 

Awesome thoughts, record and forward to y'all 

Underrated so I over charge 

Bars is over y'all 

They hot now, when Tor' drop it's over for 'em 

I'm light years ahead of you right tiers 

So the homie Wale can leave the hook right 

Jeah 

 

[Chorus - Wale] 

And it weighs a ton 

Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun 

And I master every trade under the sun 

Talk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue, nigga 

And it weighs a ton 

Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun 

And I master every trade under the sun 

Talk sharp like a razor blade 

Ha, uh 

 

[Chorus 2 - Kingpin Slim] 

And it weighs a ton 

My name's Kingpin Slim and I'ma son of a gun 

And I master every trade under the sun 

Talk sharp like a razor blade 

Ha 

 

[Verse 3 - Kingpin Slim] 

I'm important to the impostors 

Boppers 

They impressed with my pimp posture 

Team shine hard, you'll squint at the roster 

Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors 

Clown be careful 

Fuck boys you should fearful 

We tote toast like we careful 

Cheers 

I flash smiles at the mean looks 

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook 

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took 

I got a fetish for fresh, I'm a clean crook 

And I don't need a coupon when I cop a Coupe 

Cause I'm a baller all y'all niggas do is lock the hoop 

You're sayin' that's your girl 

She's a prostitute 

I treat Arnette like a net when I stop and shoot 

Swish 

Even if I miss she gon' rebound 

Homie, got the industry watchin' DMV now 

I know they gon' see me unless they senile 

I pray I stay up out the grave and the penile 

Meanwhile 

I'm convertible coastin' 

I ain't play no more I converted to coachin' 

And I rarely get credit so I keep cash with me 

Cocaine is a hell of drug, ask Whitney 

Yeah, this is creativity on Creatine 

D.C. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine 

 

[Chorus - Wale] 

And it weighs a ton 

Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun 

And I master every trade under the sun 

Talk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue, nigga 

And it weighs a ton 

Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun 

And I master every trade under the sun 

Talk sharp like a razor blade 

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