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letra de coming in hot - hella maze

yeah, shout out to my n-gga marti (cam martin). shout out to the flagrant few the whole crew.look..

verse 1

im coming in hot. im burning up on entry
i paid back every cent that anybody ever lent me
and now i’m orchestrating, take overs to vacations
i hit up puerto rico then come back and hit the pavement
sometimes the loudest statement, is when your saying nothing
n0body il have your back, if your -ss always fronting
gotta fight off temptation, they call em david ruffin(original temptation group member)
ain’t getting no younger unless your benjamin b-tton
unlock the whip with a b-tton, start it same way
i wasn’t even stunting just given you play by play
check the time, morris day (morris day & the time), run walk this way(run dmc aerosmith song)
you can hear my beats knocking from a mile away, it’s maze… h-lla… fu-k else can i tell ya
smooth operator, spit a smooth acapella
game on lock, can’t bail em. tell em what they ain’t know
a n-gga kick it so hard i got h-lla stubbed toes
and im blowing threw the dough, like its covering my face
got h-lla flavor cus a mother fu-ker got taste
face it, mother fu-kers like you is basic
-ss and liquor chasen, its going down bas-m-nt
fu-k it let me rephrase it, i’m living in the moment
might wrestle with the beat, but i body-slam opponents
married to the game, no divorces or annulments
bomb making components, but i blow-up if i don’t blow it
lyrically quoted, wonder how you ain’t know it?
maze playing mistro. heard i’m blowing up in the town, my verses nitro. plus my beats psyco, pushing whips tyco(toy-car maker)
don’t worry about the small things, your managing the micro
beat it like i’m michel(jackson), bad on my rivals
really that tight bro? swear on a stack of bibles!

verse 2

the girls said they ready. the tracks noodles (crazy), spaghetti. criminals after paper, we call that con fetti
and whip heavy, grew up in the drama
its sink or swim out here, and them floaters always haunt cha
bite cha like piranhas, if you spit the real sh-t
hard to keep your head above water up in this ill sh-t
build with cats who grind, and like-minded
looking for something hard enough and you might find it
rhyme violent, m-ssacre these rhyme tyrants
big ones go down easy call them andre the giant
straight styling, swag machine that i am
my d-ck out on the beach, they call it long island

the one and only you can’t clone me… i got bars for the stars.. yaoww!! we’re winning man… shout out to patrick o’brien man.. thomas grey and laprel… you know that boy gunna…. ya know everybody who held your boy down ya feel.. searious seattle clothes

- hella maze

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