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d mazz - part 4: no recipe lyrics

[intro: d mazz]
ooh, i made this beat too good
i’m bouta channel my inner drake real quick

[hook: d mazz]
you can keep on hating
and ima keep on waiting
for you to drop line
that comes close to one of mine
boy there’s no escaping
i’m a legend in the making
and i feel like this one’s mine for the taking
so watch me take it
(mo mo put some auto+tune on that)
(make me sound all pretty)

[verse 1: d mazz]
look
d mazz and i’m back on the track
and the fact of the matter is yo raps still wack
matter fact, john king on the map
said yo ass got sh+llacked
going back to back to back to back
put this show on the map
now this show on my back
and when i’m on the track it’s like obama’s back
ain’t it ironic that your guess got
iconic like a dеsktop
while you were out a sеason like prescott
on to the next stop, no rest stops
you a county fair, i’m epcot
feeling like fitzgerald, talking larry meets f scott
cuz i be writing classics
i never drop the ball
not new years eve but pop some champagne and top me off
you can’t knock me of
so knock it off
mess with me and rest in peace
i’m cooking with no recipe
[verse 2: d mazz]
and victory’s my my favorite dish
this is rhyming, you should try it when you make a diss
5 on 5 against the giants, you keep taking hits
undefeated like goliath but i’m david b+tch
accounting, you can’t handle it
said it don’t make no sense
keep sniffing your candles
cuz your raps don’t make no scents
i’m dropping dimes like daniel
and you still need eight more cents
that’s after i give you my two cents, you nuisance
i’m fly like i got two jets
on my grind like it’s the new pence
i’m the master of this sh+t they just my students
you can’t do this
i murder beats like brutus
this ain’t peaceful, i’m not budhist
man quit testing me
i’ll cook you with no recipe

[verse 3: d mazz]
woah… my flow colder than a snow day
like shoulders of a tinder gold babe
you say “yo bae!”
they say “go away”
okay, jose, it’s getting late
no way you’ll ever get this great
you still don’t get the picture
let me paint it for you, monet
getting money
buffalo wallet, got bills in it, sh+t
don’t doubt me like oj, i’m k!lling this sh+t
play cards that your delt
but you clowns need some help
cuz i’m dealing this sh+t
and i don’t f+ck with jokers on villainous sh+t
swab in my nose
but they already knows i’m as ill as it gets
so you should mask up while i’m spittin’ this sh+t
this kid is legit
jahova’s going door to door
you somehow annoy me more
and this dub stand for wendy’s b+tch
i’m bouta make it 4 for 4
mo mo, you better run
cuz dddavid robbin’ son
you just like nate
my punchlines knock you out before you hit the floor
[outro: d mazz]
and you best not snore
man where’s the h+rns?
oh… there they are
though i lost em for a sec
sorry bout all that mo mo
mo mo…..?
holy sh+t i think i just k!lled him

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