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letra de it's on - wax

[verse 1: dumbfoundead]
a legend in the making, straight record-breakin’
tremors in your area, rap’s kevin bacon
elation, got the whole globe goin’ apesh-t
cookin’ in my kitchin – stirrin’ up my cake mix
went from the 8-bit to avatar money
3-d in your face, put your gl-sses on sonny
never been the same since i saw my first hundred
usain bolt-ed and i’ve never stopped runnin’
always been broke – f-ck an economic crisis
people in my neighborhood never owned nice sh-t
i’m’a be the first to be a boss, call me bison
the drive of a racecar, before i had a license
i’ve earned respect from the people you respect
you would’ve thought it was aretha in the flesh
been payin’ dues, we ain’t equally in debt
i’ve learned from the best, the top teachers in the west

[hook]
(it’s on)
the fire’s been lit, the drive is sick
we climbin’ non-stop to the top, as high as it gets
(it’s on)
and once it’s on there’s no off switch
all of the homies lookin’ at me like i’ve lost it
(it’s on)
watch all h-ll break loose
i put it on my mom that i will break through
(it’s on)
and when it’s on it’s on
it’s the wax and dumbfoundead phenomenon

[break]

[verse 2: wax]
i be that raw rhyme b-st-rd, multi-tasker
sing, rap, and hustle doin’ it all while plastered
the raw file captured and mixed and mastered by my d-mn self
while y’all demand help like a d-mn elf
tryna reach the top shelf in the kitchen
we done slaughtered to wilt the compet-tion
me and dumb revolve for the wealth of composition
that felt the opposition like your father givin’ you an -ss-woopin’
but i’m way past spittin’ these days
on to the gettin’ cheese phase
i ain’t mastered it yet, the cash or the checks
still ain’t enough for livin’
and i need more paper like i’m purchasin’ from dunder mifflin
i don’t know what the f-ck you sniffin’ –
but if you dummies think you f-ckin’ with me you f-ckin’ trippin’
y’all ain’t bringin’ nothing different to the table where i feast at
should have been discarded in the grease trap, ease back

[hook]

[outro]
big wax and dumb will keep movin’
cause we’ve never been for settlin’ for losin’
we’re ahead of the pack while y’all dead in the back
cause y’all wack motherf-ckers stay snoozin’
fast-forward while y’all in slow motion
we got the pedal to the metal y’all coastin’
so keep the champagne chilly
cause we ’bout to do the d-mn thing
’till we at the finish line, toastin’

[dumbfoundead]
adrenaline rush, never lettin’ the dust settle
levels ahead of you busters smokin’ like burt reynolds

[wax]
all you see is dirt pebbles and sand hittin’ your windshield
’till you lose control, and skid into the in-field

[dumbfoundead]
skin peeled back from the g-forces, be cautious
reachin’ speeds that make you feel nauseous

[wax]
exhausted by this race, you lost it by a landslide
we taste victory – y’all swallow your d-mn pride

[outro]

- wax

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