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letra de blaze rhymes - bli33a

[verse 1]
my flow is hot, but my bars make you shiver
my rhymes go shot, shot, shot – and this verse is the trigger
i would swallow your disses for dinner
but i don’t snack on litter, say anything you want, but in rap
i’m always the winner, i ain’t taking no silver!
sh-tty chitty chat – you ain’t haters, you are fakers
i’m a hungry alligator, but i’ll save your careers for later
i’ve burnt so many, call me mr. baker, i don’t need no spices, i already have the flavor
listen adam, now you catch me rappin’?
spittin’ fire verses like a dragon, you say i whack
when you try to rhyme i’m like “i’m cold, someone bring a napkin!”
i always keep it at a 100 percent
alright, i confess, i’m murdering this beat, i’m an -ss-ssin i guess!
chilling with the elites, uh
engines run on my heat, uh
beat too hard like concrete, uh (snipes, snipes)
but it’s so fire it seems like a 100 degrees, uh
i’m like a bee ‘cause my lyrics sting
don’t go messing with me – i’m rap’s new king (king), uh

[chorus]
every day, every night
all the time, any way
i blaze rhymes, i blaze ‘em, blaze ’em, blaze ’em
i blaze rhymes, i blaze ‘em, blaze ‘em, blaze ’em
all this sh-t is just an exercise
every day, every night
all the time, any way
i blaze rhymes, i blaze ‘em, blaze ’em, blaze ’em
i blaze rhymes, i blaze ‘em, blaze ‘em, blaze ’em
all this sh-t is just an exercise

[verse 2]
ain’t no one spit in rap like i do
ain’t no time were i haven’t spat the truth
i rhyme for my boys and my moscow crew
i like to hit it clean and smooth
it ain’t just fire – it be flaming in my booth
my city of khimki in my heart, no really
my hard bars are like the smoke in a chimney
gettin’ far too crispy (crispy as f-ck)
(doot doot) call you back later, i’m feelin’ busy
(what are you doing?) lightin’ fires in the kitchen while i’m spittin’
and even though n0body knows my name
i’m a brush you outta the game like i brush my t–th every day
my flow takes the weak spots first, that’s its aim
my pet is the rap game, i have it tamed
if somebody tries overcomes me i’ma reclaim
wait replay, what was that sh-t about hate?
where is it ay? where is it – where is it – where is it ay?
guess my heat helped that hate evaporate
the lines in my song served hot and prepared on the tray
i got flow in my blood, hey do you want some of my vitamin k?

- bli33a

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