Medusa (feat. Tonny K)

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Tempo Music

Edward Kennedy "Duke" Ellington (April 29, 1899 – May 24, 1974) was an American jazz pianist, composer, and leader of his eponymous jazz orchestra from 1923 through the rest of his life.Born and raised in Washington, D.C., Ellington was based in New York City from the mid-1920s and gained a national profile through his orchestra's appearances at the Cotton Club in Harlem. A master at writing miniatures for the three-minute 78 rpm recording format, Ellington wrote or collaborated on more than one thousand compositions; his extensive body of work is the largest recorded personal jazz legacy, and many of his pieces have become standards. He also recorded songs written by his bandsmen, such as Juan Tizol's "Caravan", which brought a Spanish tinge to big band jazz… more »

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You can call this a freestyle
'Cause I got this style for free
And I drop the bars
When I drop the beat
And the drips on me
You can call me a gentleman
'Cause we open doors
But my man ain't gentle
F*ck the game up
'Cause we're going raw
Play the game right
Man on
On the wrong side
You man are marked
So mark my words
You're way offside
Now how them man gonna cope?
When they see that I never stop
That's why you hear
Tempo Music Baby
When the beat drops
We only running with the winners
Now the winner is the runner up
Them man are out of breath
Talk too much and I'll run them up
And I never trust the attention
All eyes on me
So I got 2 from my pack
And them 2 Are packed
At all times with me
5 9 3 no me digan nada
I don't wanna squash no beef
Where's the empanada?
So F*ck all these Snakes
Tryna get in my head like Medusa
Still how you man gonna get done up
By a fucking producer?
We moving at two hundred
We ain't stopping yet
We make your girl cum twice
You know how it is
You killers ain't killing
Get to know the state
Mandem moving traffic
On a different game
5 9 3 no me digan nada
I don't wanna squash no beef
Where's the empanada?
So F*ck all these Snakes
Tryna get in my head like Medusa
Still, how you man gonna get done up
By a fucking producer?
Touch down in a TT
Them man be soft too sweetie
Don't talk to me nah too greasy
See your girl she's getting too easy
Ok
Come and do quickie
Top gear
Drop you that pinkie
Don't answer DM
Feeling to busy
From London
Swagger to breezy
So what come again
Run them up
Is the level that counts
Top it up
Open doors
Kick them out
While we killing that blunt
Drill them up
Thought we was gone
Unexpected bounce
Thought it was over
Come and feel the sound
Two hundred on road
We ain't slowing down
Yeah
Burn that down
Yeah yeah
Come and get that
With me and my team
There's no set back
Come around find out
We don't hold back
Try run the game
Catch your breath back
When it's done right
Feels like a set up
Damn right when we play
We don't get back
Tequila in my blood take a shot back
Killers out in the bits take a seat back
You ain't about it
Why run your mouth about
Bodies, murders and waps
Remember the truth
Always sets you free
Like Bobby Shmurda, no cap
You ain't about it
Why run your mouth about
Drugs, dinero and me
Don't hate the game
When you play with flames
Graduation with a third degree

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