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beezymtl - b to the z lyrics

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my name is beezy b to the z
im a pothead and my eyes are red
im brain dead im born that way
i smoke every motherf-cking day (hook)

hater, hater, call yourself a player
i am the trainer the rap creator
i still feel high in an elevator
i love that purp im all about the nature

yeahhh, i love that green
im seventeen a teen living all my dreams
thc machine a bit of codeine
gotta be extreme its the new routine

its the best way to go, blunts to blow
weed to smoke you know that i never choke
in my flow you gotta be the real pro
the real big boss in the studio

on radio, i’d show everything i got
even if my cells are rot i smoke lots of pot
but i dont get caught its called beeing sl!ck
im not some dumb-ss getting stuck in sh-t

(hook)

were chilling in the dark
in the dog motherf-cking park
got a blunt to spark
f-cking high just like tony stark

k!lling from the start
let me talk let the pitbull bark
im not yet a star
i’mma rapper gotta leave my mark

listen to my vision
my right of expressing
my lines that enlight
this stupid world that we live in

i ain’t got no leash
new beast sharp t–ths
running up your streets
with the f-cking lines on my sheets

im seventeen smoking blunts and smoking rigs
i am not mean i smoke kush f-ck the pigs
it smells like bacon when every there comming
but the city is taken by the drugs that are running

and they can’t do sh-t because they cannot see
the purple ozies of bz the shark of the sea
call me rap clark kent now my word is sent
mtl represent and im the rap president

(hook)



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