Shystie

Shystie - Questions (Game Show) songtekst

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Hello welcome to the Nathan never show 

Tonight we got many guess and exclusive videos

But first, we'd loved to get this woman between my sheets

yeah you guessed it we got shystie in a hot seat 



To be quiet honest I'm like sick to death with you

All these kids running around idolising you

from graffiti on trains too kids tattooing your name 

What's next for heavens sake a shystie video game 



Just kidding you're on the path to ultimate fame 

Now can you explain how you got in involved this game?





First of all you need to watch your mouth and mind how you chat

Cause you're getting excited and best you relaxed 

Bro, you got me confused like some closet Homo 

But further more well discuss that shit after the show 



Any way I made my name on this scene as a teen

And these broad page, pages that you seen that's just me

Because my PR you no ruth down there and sainted

She's blown me up now I ain't nothing to play with





Shy as you said this scene like male dominated 

I mean you no some women get frustrated 

It's hard to keep focus and self motivated

Results to women doing tings x rated 

I'm mean you just got to keep control 

I no a few stars that sold their soul 

Even servicing there services on road 

I mean shy I no you ain't no hoe 





Listen yeah those question I ignore em cos I've got decorum 

So I leave it to the girls who like whoring while I'm touring 

Further more that question rude do you perceive me as some sket 

Do I look like a girl that's who sleeps around to build a rep? 







Question after question being asked 

I don't know how long my patience's gona last 

I am who I am so let me be who I be 

I just want to spit man I don't need this grief



Question after question being asked

I don't know how long my patient going last 

I am who I am so let me be who I be 

I just want to spit man I don't need this grief









I mean you got Will smith and jada Beck's and posh,

j-low and Ben aflet, 50 and vivica fox 

Lauren and her Rasta king eminem and Kim 

It's a endless celebrity lists, I don't know were to begin 



ooh year not to for get jay z and beyonce

And there's rumours going round that you have a fiance 





Listen yeah your talking like you no me you don't know me

Me and you ain't no friend's blood you're to nosey 

All your question after question man its all bullshit

And I ain't going to fuel your fire towards it cha 



Who I sleep with in between my sheets I keep discreet 

I don't need my business talk about on the street 





look, I'm a strapping lad a masculine chap 

I mean I play croquet but I can learn how to rap 

Only last two minutes but believe I'm good in the sack 

Sometimes I last a little longer but my woody clasped



I'm begging you please my marriage is like turned in to rubbles

Baby me and you could be the next celebrity couples 





I can't stand when these interviewers don't pay attention 

And not to mention you look like you're on a pension

You look like that ronald MC Donald and MC hammer

And by your heavy breathing I can tell you got no Stamina 



You came on stage with your bow legged walk 

Grey hairs on your head and that slur in your talk

From the start of your show I didn't take you serious 

I don't even like you point blank and period 











Its time for the audience to participate in the fun 

Throwing question at you like a cricket ball that's been swung 

It could be negative criticism that slips off the tongue

If I were you I would not be bother by none of these bums 



Ok you first 'me ' no the guy with the thong in his head 

You air head chop, chop time is ticking ahead 





Ok hi em hello my name is Bernard yeah 

I'm feeling very nervous sorry let me start again em hello 

No hi good bye ergh..





Yeah I love your stuff; yeah it's rugged and ruff 

I'm in to hip hop me, I'm in to will smith and puff

It must have been tuff, brought up in the ghetto and that 

You must have had to sell crack to put clothes your back 



Look don't stereo type me because I'm from the ghetto 

I ain't buss no guns or drive by's so just settle 

S**t what the f**k, what do you wana hear me say 

ok I'm armoured with live grenades and ak's





I thing your so articulate 

Your lyrical content is magnificent 

Such emotion such conviction 

Such intimacy, such addiction 





Thanks to everybody that supporting me out here 

Listen yea My album is dropping out of the end of the year 

So, when it comes out go down to the stores and cop it 

Cos you play a part of putting figures in Shy's pocket 





That's enough of this fraf forgive me shy for all of this crap 

It a commercial break soon, but I got one thing to add 

I mean hmm, what's your actual chances of making it 

This could be tumbling career that lasts one minute 



Can you progress through this race to the very finish? 

I mean all your competition can you handle it?





Competition you're joking mate that means I feel threaten

And there not no artist in this game that's got shy sweating 

Na, I take the piss I tell it how it is right now 

And cos I'm real, you see your fans, I'm here to take them right now 



Ha Ha simple you feel me doe 

From head to toe, my whole style and flows original 

And I don't like them fizzy pop emcees yeah I said it 

You're all s**t I'll waste you like a ten-pound credit.. What! 





Go shystie Go shystie Go shystie Go shystie





Other than that, I'm down too earth a star from the birth 

More than worth you to spending your album money to hear my verses 

I say what people think but are to scared to say 

I'm that wild renegade and i been let out to play
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