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astro syte - belmead lyrics

[verse 1]
takin’ it back
to the classic 90’s
i ain’t talking the year, i’m talking tempo
smooth to make your head slow
i give these other mc’s heart disease
cause i leave their pressure high
like they were smoking on og
rest in peace odb
wu+tang would k!ll this beat
gotta hone my tcq
cause my quest is to own these streets
all you rappers honor me
man i always body beats
bet you money if i met your girl
we’d be f+ckin ‘til she rip the sheets
i’m reppin’ belmead
been growing like some good weed
780 know the code
like the f+ckin police
gotta respect the og’s
nwa and biggie
2pac and tribe and eazy e
man i do this sh+t easily
so who in yeg wanna beef with me
lyrical murder, get it free
cause trust me
i’ll record your death
and sell it on a cd
then mail that sh+t to your parents’ house
they be asking “where is he now?”
you’re 6 feet in the ground then you can claim
you’re from the underground
[chorus]
cash rules everything around me
but they always doubt me
b+e+l+m+e+a+d
what i’m reppin’ ‘til the day
that i’m fading away
zigs taught me in school just to say
cash rules everything around me
but they always doubt me
b+e+l+m+e+a+d
what i’m reppin’ ‘til the day
that i’m fading away
zigs taught me in school just to say

[verse 2]
you know i’m in my element
when i bury ‘em
c+ck the handle back
hear the clack
now i’m aiming ‘em
makin sp+ce
shootin’ aliens
like it’s galaga
see the purple on yo’ face
mix with red
like it’s crayola
then i call your girl a b+tch
she magenta, get it?
i know i’m asian so i’m eating the cat
i got my sauce on her titties, that’s a bbq rack
i’m underground, finding gems, and i’m honing my craft
if you got no learners then you can get off the track
i’ll never fall for the mainstream, ain’t swimming in that
i just grew up with the music talking come up and gats
i know people hate my music cause it’s not auto+tune cr+p
doing what everybody else do, to me, is a trap
my come up different, i never had a trap, never cooked crack
never did this or did that, but i still rap
if you shoot smoke, i blaze back, and inhale that
[chorus]
cash rules everything around me
but they always doubt me
b+e+l+m+e+a+d
what i’m reppin’ ‘til the day
that i’m fading away
zigs taught me in school just to say
cash rules everything around me
but they always doubt me
b+e+l+m+e+a+d
what i’m reppin’ ‘til the day
that i’m fading away
zigs taught me in school just to say

[outro]
b+e+l+m+e+a+d
b+e+l+m+e+a+d
b+e+l+m+e+a+d
b+e+l+m+e+a+d

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