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j-bizz – 90’s baby lyrics

i’m a 90’s baby swagger crazy smoke got me feeling hazy
cuz i put in work while yall other n-ggas feeling lazy on my grown man so these little things don’t phase me cuz i’m a heart breaker that’s why these girls chase me master in the kitchen always using bay leaf so bow down to the king better obey me
when i spit i leave earthquakes like haiti
hating n-ggas will get plucked like a daisy
rap machine stacking green no reason to be mad at me cuz i put in work & i just flip it like a magazine & when i spit i leave the whole scene in a tragedy and i can spit like this for days no
caffeine my flow hot somebody bring me a canteen grown man cooking up no kid cuisine all about the cash the cream you dig me
they call me bizz for a reason so don’t be mad if i intervene
see i’m just me born in 1993 flow like a faucet bars like a
penitentiary they feeling me respecting me lames just slept on me
& i’m a go hard even if labels rejecting me or neglecting me handcuff i got the key they mad cuz i got more buzz then a bumble bee i rumble thee crumble he never see me stumble bee always stay calm & cool yes i’m so humble bee
but you in trouble bee dropping like a fumble bee but i’m a keep it on the low and just mumble bee
i put in work so these labels just invest in me
& imma snip em out quick like a vasectomy
been blessed with these rhymes every since elementary maybe that’s the reason why your girlfriends obsessed wit me
she digging that i’m feeling that now i’m bout to bring it back
then she break me off a piece…of that kit-kat
& i bet that i’m a legend in the making
& this rap game is mine…for the taking
& i’m embracing every move without patience
spitting lyrical bars while these lames faking
so stop hating i just do it cuz i love it
& keep it real you just do it for the 100’s
& i ain’t on your level i’m just above it
& you can take your mediocre rhymes and just shove it
hip-hop is my life, its been a struggle, been a
mission, been a fight, despite any hater take my shine cuz i’m married to the game hip-hop is my wife
but i…take the mic and bless it with my greatness
serving all you fake rappers something like a waitress
i keep it moving you ducking like the matrix
fashionable guy you can tell by my lateness
that i’m a true spitta go getter no quitter, bars ripping through your skin something like a splinter & i’m a beast homie you just a critter & every time i step in the booth i just deliver…..& i
ain’t talking bout the pizza man & you mad cuz your girlfriends on the band…the bandwagon always see my pants sagging & i’m bragging cuz i’m stacking and you lacking so get to packing your time is up my time is now cuz i got them real connects something like a uni brow disallow i disprove spit it so critical got love for the rap game
unconditional political criminal spitting them subliminal & i
don’t handcuff these hoes i just hit and go give and go you should
know, that i’m gone get it yo & i’m gonna bounce back something yo-yo i’m hot you so-so, hit you with a low blow & i’m too fast for you haters yall slowpokes, i get dough you stay broke homie that ain’t no joke, & if you tryna test me homie that’s a no-no fa’ sho yo i spit crack, homie better sit back, gotcha girlfriend all over my 6-pack she dig that i’m wit that, never contradict that
punchlines deadly you could call mortal kombat
a visionary when i spit it
married to game i’m so committed
a-dogs on, bean town fitted
this is my life i’m d-mn sure gonna live it
every line that you write i been spit it
every girl that you wit i been hit it
anything that you done i been did it
a message to you fake rappers yall finished!

- j bizz lyrics

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