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letra de hip hop 101 - z (of firing squad)

[intro: blayze one]
do they even do this sh-t anymore?
blayze one, ridiculous, and your boy z
come on man

[verse 1: blayze one]
look i do this sh-t like [?] says
guess my vocal chords, they meta-human
while bars i talk a depth to life
like show me where a better room is
blayze consume on death and puter
and they smell me and my efface moving
i’m up a room and got between em
our mixes before i bless the students
i’m legion boom i sweep the broom across the booth off dubees
off plaques and spoons and active goons you gotta lеase it to me
the choppеr doom i coughed her too
then free-falling fully
i’m off of fumes
they got for rooms to bring my dollars to me
i spit these bars like xanax
16s into ass like spandex
moonwalking i saw their planets
start pumping this ether through me
i’ll break these syllables down now
till they introduce me
talking more profound than a preachers mouth fore they hit the p-ssy
i’m intertwining with dinner signing
a boss for pics
these b-tches wining, a talking -gina these rappers is
i’m gold mining for cold rhyming
a bombers sh-t
i’m rope climbing
y’all elevators at top yet
[hook: z & blayze one] (x2)
flip the lip hip
the hop it don’t stop
throw yo hands up
rock the beat

[verse 2: z]
aye where you been yo?
i’ve been where the money at
trynna keep these lights on
not dealing with these funny cats
and they mumbo jumbo mumble f-cking with they dummy raps
this that food for thought yo
hit you where your tummy at
said i had to run it back
cause the game is rolling fast
so i beast mode come running back
crumbs is getting sn-tched
and i want the pie too
the rise too
every ounce and every strain and all the fans you lied to
if real recognize real then all i see is my familiar
my a1, days 1s you real unfamiliar
feeling like i’m back in my element
might get my hand and i’m bringing back that excellence
z play the track and blayze on his flexing sh-t
24 inch python squeezing on they neck and sh-t
a little press and twist will end that mess real quick
dump the body and we out this b-tch
[hook: z & blayze one] (x2)
flip the lip hip
the hop it don’t stop
throw yo hands up
rock the beat

[verse 3: dikulz]
yeah
with the new year brings new students
time to meet mr.dikulz
class is in session
and i want ass in seats
it’s summer school for you dummies who couldn’t pass with d’s
you had a chance to advance
you’d rather pass the lean
now you that one kid who mumbles when he’s asked to read
they soft served you the bowl
i gotta urge caution
you’ll break your t–th on these bars
it’s like i curb stomped em
i do what rappers don’t do, i use my words often
nowadays that’s too much for dumbos they want that mumbo jumbo
f-ck em y’all been [lied?} to
no wonder you can’t annunciate
when your tongue is caked in some sh-t from all the bum you (ahhh)
kids’ll eat it up cause it’s fake
and that’s the saddest story
so i’m on the head what y’all wear
the one that’s mandatory
think rich is holding a rack
sh-t
sum change to the one that’s holding the mass
go met sax
fool you by the image they selling
you better know the facts
half the freshman class is just failing, nothing will hold em back
[hook: z & blayze] (x2)
flip the lip hip
the hop it don’t stop
throw yo hands up
rock the beat

[bridge: z & blayze] (x4)
flip the lip hip
the hop it don’t stop

[hook: z & blayze] (x4)
flip the lip hip
the hop it don’t stop
throw yo hands up
rock the beat

- z of firing squad

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