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Simply Amazin

Blu

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    (To all you talkin' all that bullshit)

    Ey yo i'm tryn'a make these niggas go bonkers
    From london to the youngest in yonkers
    We so-cal residential lyrical monsters
    Gettin' women's attention like i'm rippin' a concert

    So put your hands high 'til your arms hurt
    I walk the earth just like god works in mysterious ways
    Your spirits is swayed
    Every time my lyrics is played

    So please stop givin' these lyricists praise
    'cause they bluffin' while they bustin' with a serious face
    And it's unbearable
    These stereo-rap tracks are terrible
    I'm here to take care of you wack cats
    And bury you back at

    Wherever you came from
    I'm carryin' this game on my back 'til the pain's numb
    And i be bustin' on fucks 'til i can't cum no longer
    Law says you gotta take some to grow stronger
    I've conquered all you haters
    Like a strong-armed dominator
    Big dick tryn'a break a bit a' baby-mama maker

    And ain't no time to take break
    You gotta break the mold
    I'm from a place where cats are born to play the gansta roles
    Like hittin' switches i was gettin' hit with switches
    Until i switched positions
    Now i'm playin' when the game is on
    Y'all think y'all bangin' but y'all ain't as strong

    My pop a thug
    I'm a son of a blood with blue gators on
    The record spinnin' his favorite songs
    Now he's bangin' my shit on them same tables that he played 'em on nigga

    (sing along with it, if you didn't hear it, you gonna hear it right now)

    'cause yo hip hop
    It started out from the heart
    A young nigga from the park sharp-shootin' with darts
    Harpoonin' cartoonists talkin' too much talk
    But walk a whole different stroll homeboy
    You get sparked by the guy right here?

    I make y'all niggas see the light like a bright idea
    Heard she was lookin' for my weapon but my tongue's right here
    So you can act like a fool
    But y'all be done by noon off a' one light beer
    So yeah fuck my crew
    But let's get one thing clear

    Y'all can't keep up with us because your lungs ain't clear
    Y'all need a million-dollar budget and some punch lines here
    All your boy need is one right ear
    And i could probably change the world
    Fuck you sold-soul rappers
    After diamonds and pearls
    Like you homo-rappers
    Y'all some go-go girls
    With your go-go gadgets

    Exposin' what you holdin' like your soul don't matter
    I got a 'go-go get it' mentality
    So battle me please
    I just throw out some cheese and y'all'll go-go at it
    Got you reachin' for your 4-4 'matic
    While i stagger motherfuckers with darts
    I got my mojo mastered

    The game is full of 'homo's backwards:
    Mo' ho's than rappers
    No flows but keep shows packed'er than us?
    Fuck that we goin' platinum plus
    And still ridin' on the back of the bus
    'cause the bucks don't matter
    (turn it up, stop frontin', come on, turn it up)

    And from the start of this shit
    I took a vow to never with this shit
    I put my soul and all my heart in this shit
    But in return i got burned like these rappers had my arteries lit
    So now i'm spittin' fire darts when i'm pissed
    And you don't wanna see me angry 'cause i can't be calmed

    It's like you tryn'a take custody of my sound?
    I'm the baby's mom
    I been to court for this wack shit before
    And had to file divorce you biters'd start payin' style-support
    A child that don't smile no more
    I found the short cut in life
    But i'd rather take my time out the door

    Fuck a knife i'm pullin' texts out for war
    'cause i ain't get that cut
    Fuck y'all 's what exile's for
    See i'm the mc and he's the dj
    Manipulate the mp to translate what he say
    Catch me on the freeway
    1-10 south 'til it ends at bridgetown, usa
    So roll with us where the gorillas hang

    Where the cold killas live
    Where the gold diggas dig
    Where you know niggas bang
    'cause the walls show the gangs when you pass 'em
    Where niggas stay blown like tires
    And these haters wanna slash 'em
    Platinum chains? Trained'a snatch 'em

    You flashin' in the range?
    You waitin' for accident to happen on purpose
    Cadillac verses
    Sun-roofed diamond-back rap
    That's the verdict nigga

    (always amazing)




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