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ground up - late night special lyrics

[verse 1: azar]

this is the boom rap straight from the boondocks
this is new crack comin’ out your boombox
this is ground up yellin’ from the rooftop
and this is that dutch gettin’ sparked with a bic light
this is feelin’ alive around midnight
he wanna fistfight cuz i got his b-tch like

[hook]

this is the late night, get right
smoke in your wind-pipe
grab a girl grip-tight, laid back music

this is that hot-head
f-ck what the cop said
be a pot-head till i drop dead music

this is that new sh-t, ground up movement
this is that new sh-t, laid back music
this is that new sh-t, ground up movement
laid back music
laid back cruisin’

[verse 2: malakai]

this is what it sounds like
when the world turns a lover to a fighter
young child to a writer
d-mn, cuz from the very beginning no one would listen
everyone’s a critic now it’s funny to believe i have listeners
who can recite my lyrics
record exec’s on my neck
wanna hear what i been up to
wanna battle, f-ck you
cuz i ain’t got the time
you can get stomped out, mothaf-ck a punch-line
you workin, we skippin lunch time
so we relax when it’s crunch time
funny how i rolled up mine thinkin’ i would unwind
yea, and ground up ground up

[hook]

[verse 3: azar]

burn the beat when i burn some trees
if he’s nice on the mic then he learned from me
hip-hop, what a feeling my girl agrees, like
you a f-ck-face, nutcase
i don’t make beats but i pretty much just blaze
got work and some duct-tape, cupcake
thanks for the love-hate
and this a blue torch when i’m lightin up my newport
we make cl-ssics and still want a few more
mic checks with my night check scream with me

[hook]

[verse 4: malakai]

they don’t f-cking get it
been spittin’ but they didn’t wanna hear it
been gifted but they didn’t wanna give it
correct recognition, respect my position
number one
and if i’m not, azar is the chosen son and i’m a close second
sit back and let the flow set in
got green like salad so i’m fresh when i’m dressin’
f-ck all the limelight, my rhymes’ so florescent
how you call shots with no cellphone reception
you can get lost, no detection
i can love a girl searchin’ for a sweet collection
take it as a lesson
count your lemon after you count your blessings

[hook]

[outro]

yup you know

bij lincs what’s good?

i’ll be back

- ground up lyrics

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