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guy harrison - garden state raised lyrics

[verse 1: guy harrison]
i can’t seem to get enough i’m a hip-hop-aholic
the flows frozen, you gon’ have to thaw it
they love to sell the rip offs, but me i never bought it
the beats been hangin on my wall ever since i caught it
ever since i started life change for the better
now i live a modern life like my best friend’s hefer
clever, forever
as i take on, every single endeavor
i just sprinkle on the swag salt and pepper
sicker than a leper
my tunes got a wound so i’ll apply the pressure
i’ll pull out the stretcher
put you in a neck brace
crazy in the brain, now they calling me a headcase
lets take, five
and you could see what i described or envision it
and get a taste of the world that i’m living in
something like an immigrant
since i am a gentleman
i’ll take you on a tour what i’m selling is so pure
matter fact n-gga, here’s a brochure
make you feel the high tide cause this n-ggas so sh0r-
of himself
don’t need no help
cause if you, wanna eat you gotta feed yourself

it go, indiana born, garden state raised
they say that sh-t real, but to me it looks staged
i said to me it’s looking staged
i’m indiana born, garden state raised

deep rooted you can’t pull me out the underground
but whoever’s at the top, i’mma hunt ’em down
it’s summer now
you know what that means
all nighters every day need some caffeine
i’mma make these tracks mean
so sick, they probably never find a vaccine
i’m higher than jack’s bean-stalk
and if you keeping score, grab the chalk
we bout to kick it off so yall can take the walk
we take it day by day and night by night
leave the stress behind step right to the mic
stripes
you gotta earn the method you gotta learn
spit whats in your soul, cause you can’t let it churn
in your system, there he go
bumping out the stereo
i’m gifted like what you get on christmas, don’t wanna share it
no
i don’t wanna hear it, no
if you like to backtalk you can get the backhand slapped by the track man
like, what the five fingers say to the face?
it’s like i’m, robbing a bakery i’m taking the cake
but i ain’t making mistakes
n-gga, my plan fool proof
and i’m so broke, i gotta do what tools do
and fix it, with lyrical linguistics
i cut the beat open did some surgery and st-tched it
my job easy like an anesthesiologist
i just do what i do but i wonder if they could follow it
i said i wonder if they could follow it
i just do what i do and wonder can they follow it

- guy harrison lyrics

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