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cold blood - blazin' up lyrics

hook
yo i be blazin up
last time i checked i had amazing stuff
blazing up
the stacks in my bank account are saving up
raise your cup
yo i be blazin up
i threw a fastball, now i’m changing up
no longer gazing up, blazin up

verse 1
on doo rags i was all about emoting on a beat
now me and my bro’s taking turns openly beefing, going globally ham
setting the clock to recite our work like a poetry slam
cept the problem is n0body filling the page, for sh-t to go on the tape
so when we rape a beat, it feels like i’m the only one that got some sh-t to say
and i always got a verse when i hop in a rage
writing is my escape when i feel i’m going insane
the ice vein turns on and the rage drains onto the page
glazed eyes blaze as i snap out of a daze
i am doing homework mom i’m setting this essay ablaze

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verse 2
think it’s a mistake to diss drake
well i’ll say it to his face, miss fake -ss
see through words, here’s a preview of what you got in the near future
you got no game like these sneakerheads
no name, weak or dead is the remnants of a roughing
the sandust of real life manhunt in these foxwoods there’s no bluffing
just pushing and shoving, fakest since puffy was thuggin
ducking from swings, clubber coming to close
you’ll be running, huffing and puffing when the car slows
same one they shot big in
no rhythm even if biggie writ em
tryna suck off his d-ck before diddy and lil kim did em
don’t bring out the beast even more
exploring and conquering like a conquistador
what you got drizzy?
i’m taking the moon like gru and his minions
you can come if you want i’m sure they got indians
ur turning black people white like the late king of pop
made it the thing to sing in hip hop, stop
you got all these soft thugs flailing and flopping
now they bailing on pac
saying that he woulda turned soft
but if he hadn’t been shot you wouldn’t be here to talk
you couldn’t just pay your way to the top, you’d have to work your way up
it’s like these big men in the nba getting there squarely on height
i’m shedding new light on the music industry, when i’m done spitting i bite
i’m just fighting for what’s right
in the process sh-tting on the mic

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verse 3
i’m just sitting here jotting down phrases, blazing
plotting in stages, phrases turning into pages on back of cl-ss junk
but at the same time a lyrical acrobat stunt
staring at a chalkboard, lack of talk heard, stomach growling when’s lunch time
it’s test time, the best time, not the worst to write a verse
girthing rhymes together in a loop, rounder than the earth, curse reversed rebirthed first
like the red sox in eighty six now they’re first to worst
that’s what my rhymes are worth, true facts
true or false, multiple choice is just a gullible joke
they say different strokes for different folks but if you stroke me i’ll toast you
the blood can be the egg yolk dripping down the side of the fork
i’m just sealing the top like a cork, fresh wound on your mouth newer than york
go ham i’ll go pork
it’s kinda weird that while all these are people sitting calmly around
i’m writing a gory story, you’d be surprised of some of the things that i’ve said
maybe you should go back and check
or maybe not, if you don’t wanna worry, that i’m a little messed up in the head
no joke, slow poke, i got my arms crossed
people sleeping on me know, i’m the alarm clock
getting carried away with my thoughts, carrying the game on my back
chip on my shoulder
older dumb-sses getting shown up by a kid colder than polar weather
they can’t read between the lines, illiterate mayweather
i’m sharper than cheddar, tougher than leather
got a couple feathers in my headdress to measure my greatness
word spreading widely, faster than poison ivy, yo i be
blazin

- cold blood lyrics

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