Telly Port lyrics

by

Jadakiss


[Intro: Styles P]
You know what it is
That extra high sh*t, you know
Sometimes you just zone the f*ck out
That's how it be

[Verse 1: Styles P]
Took a drink, lit a joint
Hit too much wax, am I off point?
Playing sonny in the six, knockin'
Renee remix by the Lost Boyz
You felt pain if you lost joy
Can't please a wolf with a dog's toy
You got beef, bring it to the source, boy
When Achilles killed Hector, he lost Troy
You're forewarned 'bout the four pound
Catch a 'em in a four by four, give 'em four rounds
That was five fours but it wasn't a dub
I was out there for the money if it wasn't the love
On-site every night, that's the life of a thug
Ran up every day gettin' tight with the plug
If we all livin' wrong, am I rightfully bugged?
Get the lighter, I got fire, I'm about to get buzzed
It's inhaled then it's held in
If I ain't goin' to Heaven, I go to Hell then
Then think about the black cloud, wonderin' if I fell in
Am I Heaven sent or Hell bent?
I be outside on the South side
Come through the North side in a boss ride
Shout to the West and the East side
We gon' get high and pray to God that the beast die
[Chorus: Snyp Life]
Yeah, I'm always on some other sh*t, rubber grips
Load up the fifth for another vic'
On the float gettin' high to the roach clips
Oh sh*t, telly port style when I smoke sh*t
Yeah, I'm always on some other sh*t, rubber grips
Load up the fifth for another vic'
On the float gettin' high to the roach clips
Oh sh*t, telly port style when I smoke sh*t

[Verse 2: Styles P]
Can't remember the beginnin' but you think of the end
If I'm higher than the cloud, can I sleep on the wind?
Can God cleanse my soul with the rain drops?
I don't go to church, will it work, will the pain stop?
Used to blow weed, get the money out the 'caine spot
If you from the ghetto, you probably done heard a thang pop
Seen it jump, it ain't stop, can't stop, won't stop
That was three stops but we keep goin'
I like to smoke, I pre-roll 'em
The lab life, I keep flowin'
Bruce P-Roy, I keep glowin'
One mic check, four night checks
Precise and hype if you don't know that I'm nice yet
All black hoppin' out the white 'Vet
I got the insight and my sight's set
[Chorus: Snyp Life]
Yeah, I'm always on some other sh*t, rubber grips
Load up the fifth for another vic'
On the float gettin' high to the roach clips
Oh sh*t, telly port style when I smoke sh*t
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