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hella maze - seasoned lyrics

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verse 1
looking like i’m winning & them looks they ain’t deceiving
don’t judge a book by a cover they make for good reading
in the town they love throwing salt, so i come threw seasoned
spit it cold, so im freezing
h-lla sick, dry heaving
look im bobbing and weaving, in the fight of a life time
make mean beats, but your boys known for the nice rhymes
tight lines, like barber razors up on a shape up
if she kiss and tell, then we ain’t gone kiss and make up, straight up
touch paper, come up like elevators
im up in the beemer, but most my partners in scr-ppers
they love purple, not the lakers
easily spot the fakers, so i keep it realer than a-cups thats down in vegas
ok my flow are outragious, so they spread like they contagious
i got some lines for the ages, be touchin paper like pages
you ain’t f-ckin with maze look it ain’t due to his bars
cus you can’t name 2 other rappers that been coming this hard …. lord
d-mn my dude….. you did that sh-t my n-gga
they call me h-lla …

verse 2
turn-up till the kn-b breaks
eating f-ck an entrée’
chronic like im doc dre
birds like a flock came
dope like im raw cain
white gold everything
diamonds in my ear, like somebody 10 times platinum singing
call my name, h-lla maze
do the show, hit the stage
getting paid
getting paid? “yeah man the guap came.”
got some sh-t up on my chest a n-gga need to get-off
grew up in the hood man, the home of the sh-t-talk
fly like shuttles lift off
already ballin off these n-ggas just had had the tip-off
b-tch n-gga get lost… umm
ain’t you ain’t on my radar, like a missile just took your blip off
so b-tch n-gga get lost… um.. b-tch n-gga get lost.. uh…
yeah look look….

verse 3
swag to the max, ain’t sh-t you can’t tell me
like dmx up in belly, or r kelly up in a telly.(r kelly in a hotel room, and dmx in belly the movie were insane)
so now im rollin up smelly, tonights the night celly celly (celly cel it’s going down tonight a west coast cl-ssic)
i don’t think that your ready, like beyonce’ and kelly get me? (from bootylicious “i don’t think your ready for this jelly’)
h-lla maze in your city, mobbin hard like frank nitty.( frank nitty was a mobb or mafia boss)
$100’s $20’s and $50’s turn cats to silicone t-tties; (money makes people act fake sometimes)
they’re fake and looking so silly,their eyes only on them milli’s,(focusing on money makes you lose perspective on life)
too focused on them digits; you’ll blow your knee out in the game and won’t n0body come visit (focus on who would be there if you had nothing, cus one day you might, and thats who will be there)
now il recap it you missed it, h-lla fly defying physics, whip up dope like a chemist
underground rapper, my tracks dirty when they surface
they call me h-lla, cus h-lla known for having h-lla dope verses
girls love him like new purses
the blessings and it’s the curses
when your blowing like curtis, you spit it hot as a furnace. (curtis blow reference)
got heat, just like a permit, ccl for the banger. (concealed carry license for a pistol)
been in the trees my n-gga, just like i was a forest ranger
n0body did me no favors, i had to grind for this paper
your just seeing me later and now my outfit is major
your just seeing me later and now my outfit is major
your thinking it was easy for a player? n0body did me no favors



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