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emay - azma كلمات الأغنية

[intro: az]
just gimme the countdown
know where we goin’

[verse 1: az]
you know the come up, stack get right, put the gun up
laugh, get nice, split the blunt up
pray blue and whites don’t run up, remain humble
you see the change when the range come through
when all the fame ups your game cause your name’s mumbled
the chicks notice, usually it’s like hypnosis
it’s ferocious when broke n_ggas get focused
the cars come out, bottles at the bar run it
you know you’re large when you in car could dodge a drought
but here’s the twist up, when beef and the money mix up
skirts lift up, a few fights, few stick_ups
then one little thing just, leads to the next and
here come them hot boys to breathe down your neck
now you gotta pack up, flee from the rest and
just so we can go, you was free from the stress
i guess it is what it is

[hook: dj premier scratching]
creepin’ on a come up, streets is yours for the takin’ now
creepin’ on a come up, i’m from the place where hardcore is beautiful
creepin’ on a come up, streets is yours for the takin’ now
i’m rather unique, i’m from the place, brooklyn

[verse 2: o.c.]
it’s like me against
anyone, first full verse is spontaneous
combustion thrusts me, no rapper can dust me
bounced upon the scene with a theme, word, life
i cut fantasy out ‘cause i differ from a dream
wisdom lies deep in my molecules, you assumed
i fell victim to hip hop blues—you’re way
off, i stay on tour often, rocking spots on
the california coast, ranging on back to boston
enforcing my theory, leaving rappers teary_eyed
fry most who came and thought they had stride
you accustomed to cussing and bluffing, fussing for nothing
half of y’all crumbs are just soft like m_ffins, i bake
masterpieces, sharper thesis, y’all
candy_coated motherf_ckers stink like feces
needless to say, are these running shoes yours?
you retreated when i gave out hit for wars
my microphone set is immensely brick_wall
solid in and out. you slept, so now snore
who got my back? you ask lord and blast_master
unorthodox, combinations from the masters
mics i menace. when it’s finished, you get
an understanding of what we’re bringing: no gimmicks

- emay

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