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blu & exile - troubled water lyrics

[chorus: gappy ranks]
live and direct in a living color
the revolution will be televized
[?] show respect
[?] memorized
blazing, blazing fire
[?] standing tall
blazing, blazing fire
if i fall

[verse 1: blu]
wash up your body, time to shine and glisten
grind illest, yo i was slipping i’m divine by design
we kick rhymes from the mind’s prison
vibe, listen, kick back, chill, get in the mood again
the music is the uniting force, you feel the grooves
we spinnig riddims and rhythms, really ripping the sh+t we kicking
my n+gga this isn’t a gimmick, this is the real sh+t, feel it
leave it to critics to catch feelings
raps collapse buildings, when i rap, i got the blueprint map for billions
maximillion back to back brilliance
word to uncle w+lly, i’m silly as saul williams
k!lling em whether millies or the semi automatic
cats is bout to catch it, you could bat with a ted williams average
and i got a cat, duck and pitch, pass it and spit a classic
i’m finna clap it if he don’t have it by the time he rap or
you can sign to the fine line backwards
sh+t won’t matter, sh+t go platinum, there go half your talent
you never battled, you are not a rapper
you can’t even get it back, you just wack and wish you had your man’s manager
you need a band and a helping hand and a grant after you rap
and as soon as you land, you got a plan, blu got a ton of em
ideas, concepts, and hookups
you rubbing me the wrong way if your dj ain’t cutting a hookup
f+ck do you see when you look up me?
b+l+u and you can add the e, exile, word up
[chorus: gappy ranks]
live and direct in a living color
the revolution will be televised
[?] show respect
[?] memorized
blazing, blazing fire
[?]
blazing, blazing fire
if i fall

[verse 2: blu]
i wanna paint a picture, make a difference, change the system, make a statement
life is so amazing, even begging for a penny many never make it
let alone still live at home, i can’t get out my bas+m+nt
banging speakers, blaze the reefer
we just speak a language you bob your head to and listen
and listen this is religion, praise god, he got some rhythm
hit em with the knowlege, wisdom understanding freedom
power equal god, build destroy, born cyphers
now look what we got, peace brother
just some justice to be busting back at a motherf+cker who never gave you nothing
they just expected us to take they sh+t
i say they wanted to be blunted, couldn’t take the hit
i’m getting something from this journey
send me out to sea and you can burn me
you can turn on me, put your burner on me
and i won’t be nothing but a burned cd bumping inside someone’s head
humming my lyrics with a little kid up in the stomach
ready to teach him to be something son, you could be a lyricist
you serious or you just be fronting, huh?
i’m busting spiritual lyrics, miraculous like a magic trick
rabbits flip out my hat, i get action
pinning my life is passion, get on the mic and smash it
flipping it like mike jackson on the ass again
i’m still black, i peel caps and spill raps like chill black
a ill cat don’t get me contagious, just know
saving a nation, fruits of my labor made back in the slaves again
i master the craft then master the record, i bust, you m+st+rbate
the master ain’t the master if he get blasted away
i’m moving backwards to the east again
eating apples, f+ck it, we’re eve again
get it even cause evil men can never have true happiness anyway
[chorus: gappy ranks]
live and direct in a living color
the revolution will be televised
[?] show respect
[?] memorized
blazing, blazing fire
[?]
blazing, blazing fire
if i fall

[verse 3: blu]
the congress of the united states versus the city of compton
think how to be great versus how to escape nonsense
constant gunshot, drugs by johnson & johnson
get it higher, my grandma’s attic with a bunch of addicts
aggravated assault with a deadly weapon
i knew i was heavy handed, didn’t know i’d crack his skull
pass the bar to the kid with too many problems
cause he play the hardest and stay the longest
when we at the park i spark the long stick and watch my problems blow out the window
play that instrumental back to back and let me rap
i got some sh+t to get up off of my back
step back and put on the track
lay down the raps to the wax like that, now wind it back
this the crack for them kids that don’t do that
you know you wack if you can’t play your tracks after my track
i’m after stacks, black, i got your respect, i got your back
i’m from the west yes, god bless the best, the beat just that right and exact
fight titans like tyson, biting my track
and bisons slide and attack, tied as tight as the raps, uh
black man versus the klu klux klan
with no gadgets, two hands, but we ain’t going back to that again
[outro: gappy ranks]
if i fall

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