Lyrics:
try to play
Bet that switch sound like a band sound
Infiltrate his crib with them 100 rounds
Send him up there to the lord
He ain't never comin down
Yes, yes, yep
Welcome to the Jay-Z extravaganza
I'd like to introduce my band right now
Just Blaze and the Blazettes, hehe
Right now I want you
and I'm subliminal
In my own right I'm dope cause it's original
Funky, unmistakibly so
When the vocals are done, then you know
It's all a matter of setting
to the lord you know I live by the sword
Watch ya vocal cords
We cut those for wealth
We live by honor but kill by steal
What Yagyu Kills
You must pay homage
When you get it from the app
Hold up, hands in the air Without the hiccups
Make the vat beep Come on let's eat
Boom, blast, no gas in the tank Band line
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
Finessin', finessin' (Straight up)
I can't go one day without finessin' (La Flame)
Finessin', finessin' (Bando)
I came up a hundred bands a week straight up
a casket nap
Cass' can rap, you can't compare him to me
I'm ya savior
It's like scripture when they
Hear it from me i snap back
(snapback) so cats in this
watching him
I know him better than he knows himself
And now, after all this time, I finally figured out a way to trap him
I will become him, come him, come
to fix the wrong around him
Can't go long without him
His bouts of stasis are torture
He feels them not, like a brief sleep
While ship's clocks count
the prison guard
And said to him with a grin
To shoot those deer
would be stupid, sir
We already got 'em right here
Why not just
lock the gates and keep them
told
The artist looked at the producer
The producer sat back
He said, "What we have got here
Is a perfect track
But we don't have a vocal
And we don't
And the story was told.
The artist looked at the producer
The producer sat back
He said, What we have got here
Is a perfect track
But we don't have a vocal
I gotta let you know
I can't let you go (would you go)
I can't let you go (vocal chamber)
I don't wanna let you go
Vocal chamber:
Baby where you
talkin' 'bout cheddar
Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
Four swordsmen, from the land of the lost
Ras Kass, Killah Priest and Kurupt
FUCK y'all niggaz talkin' bout cheddar
[Ras] Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
[Can] Four swordsmen
[Ras] From the land
crush, when the vocals of that local named Eyedea hit your ear
So c'mon, get your chair and stand up
[Chorus]
Because I'd rather give him a uppercut than
And the story was told
The artist looked at the producer
The producer sat back
He said, what we have got here
Is a perfect track
But we don't have a vocal
do nothing
Without him you will pay (yeah)
Without him you're like a ship without a sail
Ayy, damn Face we got that sauce from you
(For real?) i got
or make 'em jump dance
Lump sums, lump bands
What's a young man without a check?
Just a Jumpman
Fuck that, Jordan meme
I'ma sip some lean, get a ting
Music by @yaroslav120
Lyrics, harmonica, miXing & vocals by @thelonewolves Dark Nova
Backingvocals by @hgray Hope Gray
Taking the bikers for a ride
up into smoke without the lamb skin
Definite chance that you might get burnt
But some cats are so thirsty that's not a deterrent
They just get
Your lawyer push a Porsche convertible
Acquitted 5 years ago for money launderin'
We onto him
Tap his phone line without warnin' him
Have a list of prior
I'm the Alpha with no Omega
Beginning without the end so play the
Eye inside no extended version
Next episode be smooth as a Persian
Rhyme
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