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letra de dj unknown freestyle - outpost

[intro: breez evahflowin’, el juba, and swave sevah]
el juba: yeah
swave sevah: true
breez evahflowin’: yeah, hahaha
el juba: the wrong place to be
breez evahflowin’: what?
el juba: uh
breez evahflowin’: on some three the hard way sh-t
swave sevah: stronghold
el juba: the easy e
breez evahflowin’: cvees! hah. what?
el juba: what’s my name? i’m el jube
breez evahflowin’: el juba
el juba: p-ss the mic to me
breez evahflowin’: set it off, set it off like
swave sevah: set it off
el juba: yeah
swave sevah: what?
breez evahflowin’: uh, uh

[verse 1: el juba]
splash, impact your whole cash flow. this is
your last show. i’ll take your light and glow
fill up the dark like an incense stick when sparked
father of the drum, father of the heart
juba handjob pop-lock maneuver
twist up a sweat then freeze
praise the ancient emcees

[verse 2: breez evahflowin’]
now here come the breez
caught hercules on the mic. my cloth’s
leather, gray. get blind the swave sevah way
(every day) ‘til the life decay
my brother from tba:

[verse 3: swave sevah]
s-w-a
v-e, cvees member, fly flow inventor
microphone bender injure
tender pretender contenders
what? now who want it?

[verse 4: el juba]
i’m atomic, doggone it. i get respect
the mothership connect and then dip
invisible spiritual ninja
spit a verse, sure it can injure
negative energy. love is
the musical weapon that we shoot at the enemy
bop! gunshot got you doing the wop
blow up the jazz, electric hip hop
k!ll your diseases, freestyle and free
the mind, cure the eyes of the blind
every vortex that spin on your spine
will 3-6-0 degree a full day

[verse 5: breez evahflowin’]
ain’t no way y’all will fold me flat
like moe dee jeep on cool j cap
stronghold, we creep on through these cracks
unknown laid beats onto these tracks
the rap regulator, debater of thoughts
i hate cheeba hawks. i could sense ‘em like
peter parker. marker, marker on the wall
now, what crew rock harder? it’s ours
your material’s ethereal. although my name is breez
your broad know i’m hard to my n-u-t

[verse 6: swave sevah]
let it be known swave, dj unknown, breez, and juba
got targets locked, ready to stop these intruders (stop it)
it’s like we throwing darts when the flowing start
and emcees, they’re guaranteed to take a fall like owen hart
where’s you pen? rap books rip ‘em apart
it takes more than a hot verse to get with this art
the beta blood in these waters and i’m swimming with sharks
act funny in the spotlight ‘cause my n-gg-s is dark
made the bigger n-gg- shrink. wanted to battle, yo
called him dicaprio and watched his dumb -ss sink
yo, i probably could think, write it down in ink
record it, have it in stores before you could blink

[verse 7: el juba]
you flunk. i chart. you drop
i’ll reach the top, tap two chicks stashing the art
whine ‘til they sweet, minds get dark and deep
a moment is a secret locked in the street
tell him, “don’t brag to your good girlfriends
in the club. they’ll collect my love on their lips
and chin.” to pimp is a very bad sin
but the only way to climb high in a world
ruled by men. i don’t write with a feather pen
i cheat to get elected president
i fight for the unknown. my voice a verse
i don’t teach a child to curse
ain’t along for the platinum ice, playboy lifestyle
who left the minds of the young in s-x?
and love limelight over sunshine?
chase dirty money. now they’re running from the one time
(whoop, whoop) who is the victim who did the crime?
my florida pirate radio rhymes
well, f-ck it. good with the hood love
not the fake, big dollar, hollywood love

[verse 8: breez evahflowin’]
i hope mami got a good rub of the log, stays right
y’all straight amateur night and silly like
a sinbad suit, run to tower like, “shorty, you don’t
spend that loot.” play a sample of your stash
she shut it off glad, then was handing over -ss
trash, “no cl-ss”—word to rudy and russell
and truly type booty like the gluteus muscle
bounce like [?] doing the hustle
evahflow for those who remember the days
all-around like the t-ts on ebony a’s
‘til the heavenly blaze, get you loose and then
introduce these hens to ben (who?)

[verse 9: swave sevah]
ben dover, stretched in a black range rover
get what we want, then we show these b-tches no love
don’t let her smoke no bud, let her feel so bugged
then when she start complaining, you reply, “so what?”
“like it or leave it. love me or leave me”
“sorry that’s how you see me, but that’s how cvees be”
real life or t.v., we just unwind, recline
the remainder get blind like stevie
what?

- outpost

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