Turkish Gold
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Just shy of a child when I signed
How was I supposed to know? (Tony)
(Seltzer) What I know now, what I won't let go?
When I was as close to selling my soul
Call it what you call it, but me, I saw it up close
Shit, you ain't independent unless you on your own
And now I ain't into selling shit that I don't own
And you could go to hell with it if you don't think I know
I'm worth more than 20 bones, plenty more
It'll be in my memory when I get this dough
But I have to let a legend, let him know
That's not enough for him
I have to settle for a more devilish approach
Take on a vengeful tone
What form of torture should I go with
Could be mental, oh, more detestable
Undigestible, gets archaic, invite the block, let them have a show
They all payin', they all watch
Invest what I make back into the car wash
The laundromat, I guess you could call it that
Ain't done 'til we rid of all the bad apples in the apple
Graduates, undergrads, mad, ain't go to college
Ask what I would've done with that?
Fuck that, I'ma get a PhD off of rap
Be conceited with it, flash that educated cat
A doctor with a doctorate, talking my shit to a college class
Revenge is a dish best served cold
So I wanna burn those turncoats
The irony of the words chose
These hoes and I'm not bullet holes, no
Torture 'em with Turkish gold
Those who deserted the cold
Who damn over there, yeah, whoa
You should've heard the version they told
So, how you gonna blame me for taking it personal
Turn to a sick fuck when I can take what I'm owed
And I never forgot, thought you'd never get caught
Lacking, but actions speak louder than talk
Let's see what he got, he feel he the man
Then throw him off a building, let's see where he land
All the underhanded compliments done, wondering was they planned
Or did I just misunderstand?
So now this latest disrespect is fuck you and your mans
And a big thank you to my ex for fucking my friends
For showing me who was just showing out like one of them
And it got me sick, but you're stubborn
No, I'm done with them, but got some sticks
Of dynamite up my sleeve, coming from my wrist
Into my hand, then into your crib
Tick, tick, boom, where you went?
Into an abyss
When it come to vengeance, never miss
Revenge is a dish best served cold
So I wanna burn those turncoats
The irony of the words chose
Leave holes in them, not bullet holes, no
Torture 'em with Turkish gold
Those who deserted the cold
Who damn over there, yeah, whoa
You should've heard the version they told
Wait a minute, I got it
You stand with an ice cream
So what?
They never find a miter weapon, it melts
Where you gonna get an ice cream in the summertime?
How was I supposed to know? (Tony)
(Seltzer) What I know now, what I won't let go?
When I was as close to selling my soul
Call it what you call it, but me, I saw it up close
Shit, you ain't independent unless you on your own
And now I ain't into selling shit that I don't own
And you could go to hell with it if you don't think I know
I'm worth more than 20 bones, plenty more
It'll be in my memory when I get this dough
But I have to let a legend, let him know
That's not enough for him
I have to settle for a more devilish approach
Take on a vengeful tone
What form of torture should I go with
Could be mental, oh, more detestable
Undigestible, gets archaic, invite the block, let them have a show
They all payin', they all watch
Invest what I make back into the car wash
The laundromat, I guess you could call it that
Ain't done 'til we rid of all the bad apples in the apple
Graduates, undergrads, mad, ain't go to college
Ask what I would've done with that?
Fuck that, I'ma get a PhD off of rap
Be conceited with it, flash that educated cat
A doctor with a doctorate, talking my shit to a college class
Revenge is a dish best served cold
So I wanna burn those turncoats
The irony of the words chose
These hoes and I'm not bullet holes, no
Torture 'em with Turkish gold
Those who deserted the cold
Who damn over there, yeah, whoa
You should've heard the version they told
So, how you gonna blame me for taking it personal
Turn to a sick fuck when I can take what I'm owed
And I never forgot, thought you'd never get caught
Lacking, but actions speak louder than talk
Let's see what he got, he feel he the man
Then throw him off a building, let's see where he land
All the underhanded compliments done, wondering was they planned
Or did I just misunderstand?
So now this latest disrespect is fuck you and your mans
And a big thank you to my ex for fucking my friends
For showing me who was just showing out like one of them
And it got me sick, but you're stubborn
No, I'm done with them, but got some sticks
Of dynamite up my sleeve, coming from my wrist
Into my hand, then into your crib
Tick, tick, boom, where you went?
Into an abyss
When it come to vengeance, never miss
Revenge is a dish best served cold
So I wanna burn those turncoats
The irony of the words chose
Leave holes in them, not bullet holes, no
Torture 'em with Turkish gold
Those who deserted the cold
Who damn over there, yeah, whoa
You should've heard the version they told
Wait a minute, I got it
You stand with an ice cream
So what?
They never find a miter weapon, it melts
Where you gonna get an ice cream in the summertime?
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:02.68] Just shy of a child when I signed
[00:04.99] How was I supposed to know? (Tony)
[00:07.10] (Seltzer) What I know now, what I won't let go?
[00:10.04] When I was as close to selling my soul
[00:12.86] Call it what you call it, but me, I saw it up close
[00:16.16] Shit, you ain't independent unless you on your own
[00:19.29] And now I ain't into selling shit that I don't own
[00:22.22] And you could go to hell with it if you don't think I know
[00:25.38] I'm worth more than 20 bones, plenty more
[00:28.98] It'll be in my memory when I get this dough
[00:32.16] But I have to let a legend, let him know
[00:34.63] That's not enough for him
[00:36.23] I have to settle for a more devilish approach
[00:39.34] Take on a vengeful tone
[00:40.88] What form of torture should I go with
[00:42.55] Could be mental, oh, more detestable
[00:45.79] Undigestible, gets archaic, invite the block, let them have a show
[00:50.68] They all payin', they all watch
[00:52.83] Invest what I make back into the car wash
[00:55.96] The laundromat, I guess you could call it that
[00:58.30] Ain't done 'til we rid of all the bad apples in the apple
[01:01.67] Graduates, undergrads, mad, ain't go to college
[01:04.58] Ask what I would've done with that?
[01:06.51] Fuck that, I'ma get a PhD off of rap
[01:09.57] Be conceited with it, flash that educated cat
[01:12.00] A doctor with a doctorate, talking my shit to a college class
[01:16.76] Revenge is a dish best served cold
[01:19.94] So I wanna burn those turncoats
[01:23.25] The irony of the words chose
[01:26.67] These hoes and I'm not bullet holes, no
[01:29.77] Torture 'em with Turkish gold
[01:31.74] Those who deserted the cold
[01:35.07] Who damn over there, yeah, whoa
[01:38.67] You should've heard the version they told
[01:41.28] So, how you gonna blame me for taking it personal
[01:44.63] Turn to a sick fuck when I can take what I'm owed
[01:47.53] And I never forgot, thought you'd never get caught
[01:50.78] Lacking, but actions speak louder than talk
[01:54.16] Let's see what he got, he feel he the man
[01:57.12] Then throw him off a building, let's see where he land
[02:00.47] All the underhanded compliments done, wondering was they planned
[02:04.22] Or did I just misunderstand?
[02:06.46] So now this latest disrespect is fuck you and your mans
[02:09.60] And a big thank you to my ex for fucking my friends
[02:12.77] For showing me who was just showing out like one of them
[02:16.03] And it got me sick, but you're stubborn
[02:18.66] No, I'm done with them, but got some sticks
[02:20.76] Of dynamite up my sleeve, coming from my wrist
[02:23.91] Into my hand, then into your crib
[02:26.40] Tick, tick, boom, where you went?
[02:28.53] Into an abyss
[02:29.62] When it come to vengeance, never miss
[02:32.57] Revenge is a dish best served cold
[02:35.72] So I wanna burn those turncoats
[02:38.94] The irony of the words chose
[02:42.14] Leave holes in them, not bullet holes, no
[02:45.43] Torture 'em with Turkish gold
[02:47.59] Those who deserted the cold
[02:51.19] Who damn over there, yeah, whoa
[02:54.69] You should've heard the version they told
[02:57.16] Wait a minute, I got it
[03:00.96] You stand with an ice cream
[03:03.13] So what?
[03:03.84] They never find a miter weapon, it melts
[03:06.64] Where you gonna get an ice cream in the summertime?
[03:10.02]
[00:04.99] How was I supposed to know? (Tony)
[00:07.10] (Seltzer) What I know now, what I won't let go?
[00:10.04] When I was as close to selling my soul
[00:12.86] Call it what you call it, but me, I saw it up close
[00:16.16] Shit, you ain't independent unless you on your own
[00:19.29] And now I ain't into selling shit that I don't own
[00:22.22] And you could go to hell with it if you don't think I know
[00:25.38] I'm worth more than 20 bones, plenty more
[00:28.98] It'll be in my memory when I get this dough
[00:32.16] But I have to let a legend, let him know
[00:34.63] That's not enough for him
[00:36.23] I have to settle for a more devilish approach
[00:39.34] Take on a vengeful tone
[00:40.88] What form of torture should I go with
[00:42.55] Could be mental, oh, more detestable
[00:45.79] Undigestible, gets archaic, invite the block, let them have a show
[00:50.68] They all payin', they all watch
[00:52.83] Invest what I make back into the car wash
[00:55.96] The laundromat, I guess you could call it that
[00:58.30] Ain't done 'til we rid of all the bad apples in the apple
[01:01.67] Graduates, undergrads, mad, ain't go to college
[01:04.58] Ask what I would've done with that?
[01:06.51] Fuck that, I'ma get a PhD off of rap
[01:09.57] Be conceited with it, flash that educated cat
[01:12.00] A doctor with a doctorate, talking my shit to a college class
[01:16.76] Revenge is a dish best served cold
[01:19.94] So I wanna burn those turncoats
[01:23.25] The irony of the words chose
[01:26.67] These hoes and I'm not bullet holes, no
[01:29.77] Torture 'em with Turkish gold
[01:31.74] Those who deserted the cold
[01:35.07] Who damn over there, yeah, whoa
[01:38.67] You should've heard the version they told
[01:41.28] So, how you gonna blame me for taking it personal
[01:44.63] Turn to a sick fuck when I can take what I'm owed
[01:47.53] And I never forgot, thought you'd never get caught
[01:50.78] Lacking, but actions speak louder than talk
[01:54.16] Let's see what he got, he feel he the man
[01:57.12] Then throw him off a building, let's see where he land
[02:00.47] All the underhanded compliments done, wondering was they planned
[02:04.22] Or did I just misunderstand?
[02:06.46] So now this latest disrespect is fuck you and your mans
[02:09.60] And a big thank you to my ex for fucking my friends
[02:12.77] For showing me who was just showing out like one of them
[02:16.03] And it got me sick, but you're stubborn
[02:18.66] No, I'm done with them, but got some sticks
[02:20.76] Of dynamite up my sleeve, coming from my wrist
[02:23.91] Into my hand, then into your crib
[02:26.40] Tick, tick, boom, where you went?
[02:28.53] Into an abyss
[02:29.62] When it come to vengeance, never miss
[02:32.57] Revenge is a dish best served cold
[02:35.72] So I wanna burn those turncoats
[02:38.94] The irony of the words chose
[02:42.14] Leave holes in them, not bullet holes, no
[02:45.43] Torture 'em with Turkish gold
[02:47.59] Those who deserted the cold
[02:51.19] Who damn over there, yeah, whoa
[02:54.69] You should've heard the version they told
[02:57.16] Wait a minute, I got it
[03:00.96] You stand with an ice cream
[03:03.13] So what?
[03:03.84] They never find a miter weapon, it melts
[03:06.64] Where you gonna get an ice cream in the summertime?
[03:10.02]