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letra de stylin' - blizzard

[intro]
oh h-llo, yo

[verse 1]
when you hear that…
blizzy made it
you can bet it’s gonna be a scorcher
they’ll be throwing money at me like i was a street performer
talk with no filter
people think that i’ve got a speech disorder
soon i’ll be at the top like i was your most recent caller
they say i’m underrated, ah well, that’s people for ya
had a way with words since it was cool to wear diadora
growing up i’d digest books in my reading corner
unaware that one day i would be the author
i set the lеvels like i mixed thе session
my beats and lyrics together are an efficient weapon
the right vibe and i’m in it, i’m talking like sixty seconds
deep with the context, moving sh-t like that [?]
i’m not the one you wanna diss, i’ll send you into heaven
i’m too familiar with bars and i can’t keep out of trouble like a persistent felon
wind your flipping neck in, blizzard’s a legend
graduated from the school of hard knocks without ever skipping a lesson

[hook]
mate, i’m just styling on them bro
sleeping, well it’s time to let them know
finally in my zone
i don’t need help, i will walk alone
i’m just styling on them yo
cold heart, man i’m icy to the bone
you’re stepping to me like you want the smoke
oh they thought that this was just a joke?
i’m styling on them
[verse 2]
give me my flowers like a member of my family died
i have to embargo every notebook ’cause the contents are classified
people are sleeping on me, man alive
you can’t say i haven’t tried
for my first album i should be canonised
i’m far from satisfied
i’ve got fire standing by
want me on a verse? paypal and put the cash aside
used to check the bumpkins near palantine to rap on mic
now i go to my spare bedroom when i have to rhyme
it’s not a flex, it’s a fact, i’m repping for manc’
though no one in manc’ is ever repping me back
minor, twist the truth but you can’t edit the fact
can’t say i didn’t help the touch to put my ends on the map
since aged eleven i was destined to rap
ask trim, i was the hardest barer and the youngest head in the gaff
any impression you had, it should be left in the past
i’ve got the crowd cutting mad shapes like the nepalese flag, google it

[hook]
mate, i’m just styling on them bro
sleeping, well it’s time to let them know
finally in my zone
i don’t need help, i will walk alone
i’m just styling on them yo
cold heart, man i’m icy to the bone
you’re stepping to me like you want the smoke
oh they thought that this was just a joke?
i’m styling on them
[verse 3]
second album deep, i’m on a soph0m-re
staying independent ’til the record labels offer more
walk back into the scene ’cause no one ever locked the door
constant perfection on mic, beware for what’s in store
your stuff is messy like a college dorm
i’m prepared to see your shambles when you perform like i was off to york
never sold out, i just tried stuff, why you b-tching for?
deal with it, sometimes a star has to risk it all
[?] was my starting act
even at eleven never really found it hard to rap
at twenty-six i walk alone but i would rather that
seen my creations from up above like it was art attack
come to the clash with balloons and a party hat
so when i finish rapping we can celebrate how hard i am
years from now this song will be an ancient artefact
only time i ever get a rest, it will be cardiac

- blizzard

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