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mike bars - trailblazin' lyrics

mike bars:
got your girl starin’ like the 8th wonder
i may cut her, then i’ll bounce, call me blade runner
i’m goin’ straight for the dome like a face hugger
then leave her with an empty bed and a fake number
see i got b-tches on my jock for days
so many chicken heads stripping it could stop parades
now i don’t care if swat tryna block the stage
i got bars so sharp i could pop grenades
oh no, hold up, my flows like “ahh skeet skeet”
give a “yeyuh” like “get low” is on repeat
can y’all see me? nope, so call stevie
even he’ll pick up like “yo, he’s on tv!”
you p town? i’m nopo
its treehouse – you don’t know?
i’ll take shots like l-train
then rebound like rolo
everybody get ready to give it up side to side
alley-oop then slam dunk like you clyde the glide, sooo

hook:
if you from the p, better to stand up
we got a plan, tell the fans time to man up
rip city in this b-tch, here’s the anthem
so if you can’t dance, get your mothaf-ckin hands up

i think it’s time to raise some h-ll
you know we got the game on ls
stand up like you dave chapelle
don’t left behind, we finna blaze the trail

we trail blazin
yup we trail blazin
everybody get down then get your hands wavin
trail blazin, yup we trail blazin
trail blazin, yup we trail blazin

karess:
middle finger in the air for the police
a known beast, it ain’t fair, we a cold team
rose city over here, where the smoke be
catch me low key in a chair with a o.e
never see the kid slack, me, i spit facts
homie, grab a seat and kick back
i always bring a chick if i need a swish’ wrapped
eatin’ big macs, treehouse gang, g, i live that
your whole crew getting suplexed
leave your skull bruised, roll through, ain’t no loot left
new sweats, more juice for the dude
a n–ga don’t lose in the boof, i’m a huge mess
i’m too fresh so i’m well rated
girls got their hands out like i’m nail paintin
probably ‘cuz i’m on the grind like i’m rail skatin
long range, all day, boy i’m trail blazin

hook:
if you from the p, better to stand up
we got a plan, tell the fans time to man up
rip city in this b-tch, here’s the anthem
so if you can’t dance, get your mothaf-ckin hands up

i think it’s time to raise some h-ll
you know we got the game on ls
stand up like you dave chapelle
don’t left behind, we finna blaze the trail

we trail blazin
yup we trail blazin
everybody get down then get your hands wavin
trail blazin, yup we trail blazin
trail blazin, yup we trail blazin

bourne reddi:
i’m so p town, i’m the man from the land of the birkenstocks
post up like lamarcus and its crazy how i work the block
see me with my goons in the party, give us room, squad 88 deep, call that nicholas batum
these other suckas talking like they really gon’ serve me
but i just take flight, old school jerome kersey
lame, nothin changed, boy i’m still the same k!lla
and i control the game i’m the young dame lillard
no zero on my chest, but i’m the hero in a flesh
my st–z is super fresh that’s why they need me on the west
nothin was the same since i stepped into the game
i’m super dope and super vein like a needle in the neck
now i ain’t tryna be a rip city tough guy
treehouse gang, the real rip city uprise
i’m holyfield these boys tyson, they be bitin’
but you can’t handle these bars if you ain’t got your liquor license

hook:
if you from the p, better to stand up
we got a plan, tell the fans time to man up
rip city in this b-tch, here’s the anthem
so if you can’t dance, get your mothaf-ckin hands up

i think it’s time to raise some h-ll
you know we got the game on ls
stand up like you dave chapelle
don’t left behind, we finna blaze the trail

we trail blazin
yup we trail blazin
everybody get down then get your hands wavin
trail blazin, yup we trail blazin
trail blazin, yup we trail blazin

outro:
if a hater got beef tell em bring it to the front
bring it to the front, bring it bring it to the front
if a hater got beef tell em bring it to the front
bring it to the front, bring it bring it to the front
now ask yo’ mom ’bout a pimp like me
’bout a pimp like me
now ask yo’ mom ’bout a pimp like me
ayo, it’s t.h.g

- mike bars lyrics

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