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ason $hade x jay - abattoir lyrics

[intro: chronic]

[verse 1: chronic]

[verse 2: red haze]
uh, uh
comin thru with my raw style, sraight chrome to the dome
i’m in need of a cone, i’m on my own, i’m stressing out
i needa get in the zone i’m an oxymoron who listens to bone
i’m like wish straitjacket holding the chrome
gotta have that cheese for the green leaves
so i can light up the daily nug trees
where i wanna be is up there you know my st__z
got two rings, two victims they felt the rage
got the blood on them, that’s why i put the red in red haze
i’m feeling amazed, while i’m in this rap craze
it’s the microphone torturer gonna raisе, call me special_ed coz i got it made
now i gotta gеt out of this maze
me jay and chronic getting h_lla blazed, i ain’t fazed
young hydro gonna put you in the grave
straight, whippin’, rippin’, spittin’, grabbin the mic _ ignitin’
know you’re frightened, flow is tightened, sk!ll has heightened straight brightened, leavin’ them lames cryin’
brain fryin’

[verse 3: jay]
aye sus it
thinking this guy is devoted, my time limit’s woven
jaydie be the grimiest chosen, i might be the spokesman
try to laugh at this, i’m leaving even hyenas choking
find me with the potion, homies really light weed and smoke it
i heard your new sh_t, finished then i kindly dispose it
that sh_t’s dry,bar none highly eroded
we vibey and loaded, hard bars are likely notion
really fighting these emotions led to finding me broken
but blimey i’m explosive, i’m like a rhyming locomotive
shiny diamond roses what i’m out to spit, you can quote it
mighty fine i know this, we just be finding you hopeless
but i be writing non stop, got hit with lightening then spoke it, argh
i said you’ve seen what i’ve pitched, but i’ve been batting
praise me like the lord cause the dog been backwards
aye, i shake minds so i can take mines back
and never flipped a q, but it’s bomb with the way that i rap
no doubt, my set so foul with mad dope sounds
got me head scratching how we never get no clout
but we still making h_ll more sound, and pound for pound
you got hit with the chronic haze jay, get smoked out
[verse 4: ason $hade]

- ason hade x jay lyrics

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