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letra de building blocks - zion i

(??? generate tapes?)
(ay, ay)
(yo)

i’m embedded in studios where the beats be thick
my homie p-ss me the j for some easy sh-t
i decline but yo my rhymes still born a sign
now my mind intertwined with the track, i’m flyin’
took the a train uptown, c train back down
got off at 72 to meet crew
and chilled in the park, went around in the dark
when the sounds start to spark the pounds will embark
i remix
spit with acid that quick to eat
through the beat like wax as it drips
inside ear c-n-ls
this k!lla cal style
will profile for miles at loudness [?]
i’m sick here
[?] my chapped lips sear
[?] ’cause it’s sh-t gear
this is raw, for all hardcore
b-boys, girls, i bang the hype pure
to slang more
dope in quotes, the folks who tote
c-ke across the ocean in boats
i move c-ke
smuggle words in my jaw
and never blink once when i rock for y’all
i’m like black caesar when i’m spittin’ this math
hipsta, ese got me blowin’ the stack
puttin’ it back together when i’m blowin’ the ills
comin’ straight from the town to brooklyn to bill

(k!lla cali)
(new york)
(basically i’m down to bill)
(representin’ bk)

i got issues
like tampax got girl tissues
moms wanna divorce my pop, that’s official
but how she gon’ act like he wouldn’t even miss you?
stress on the family chain like [?] brains
i’m running for blocks
barefooted in the rain
with thoughts to -ss-ssinate this deep pain
it’s all strange
friends seem to come and go
depending on the show, the crowd that night [?]
then it’s all good
and i just understood
a true homie is hard to find in the hood
so i watch these cats
when they move with skullcaps
over they eyes, surprise!
they wanted to scratch
my emotions keep ’em locked up
safe in the vault, rhyme’s c-cked (blaow!)
it’s easy to spot when i -ssault
i roll with a few shoguns with no buns
get slang that way it’s on my tongue
friction
like an irritated sam jackson
i slap puns
sucka, press record, now let the dat run
f-ck it, lies, the truth we despise
i’m hard pressed, chest to chest with ill stress

(know what i’m sayin’)
(stressed out!)
(still just chillin’)
(know what i’m sayin’)
(embedded studio good to go)
(oakland)
(amplive)

(in the place to be)

(yo)

- zion i

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