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mike east & zak - up, up, down, down lyrics

zak:
i’m harder to beat than contra so enter the konami code
30 lives, dirty rhymes, trust me, you can’t stop me, bro
the sickest villain, i take up the whole screen
come in with the biggest schtick to make all of these hoes scream
got these other rappers nervous ‘cuz all of their flows seem
like they’re a little too weak – in need of some protein
brighten the dumbest dullard, make the dullest stones gleam
always got one in the hole, no putter, no green
you can say you’re this and that, but we all know you’re really not
drink like kobe bryant, man, taking way too many shots
cooking dinner that is frying on the stovetop
great kazoo is sitting on my shoulder, saying “don’t stop!”
tryin’ to write something that the shelves in the store lack
interpret an image that could mean anything: rorschach
the movie isn’t over yet, so bring the score back
but this is my house, please wipe your feet on the doormat
bring the beat back; the b-ss fat
swirl it with lyrics to make it a cl-ssic, i’m that sure
yeah, i move so fast that i can catch squirrels
hang with a crew full of pirates like the black pearl
you wanna see how i dream? picture lax curls
hangin’ from the shoulders of these big-booty black girls
who drop it low and do a dance with a fast twirl
what else can i say? welcome to zak’s world
mike:
mike east in the domicile –
quite beast like a crocodile –
it might be that i been gone a while
but i just needed all the right beats
now i’m gangnam style!!!
i’m chilling south of the river like i was psy in it
and i’m not rocking that colored contacts in my eyes gimmick
tasteful like fried chicken, mouths water when i spit it
flipping that middle digit, i’m a cynic but i know my limit
i take it easy, i sip on the medicine slow. the same way i cook my venison bro
best in show with intelligent flow and edison glow
i know i’m pleasant, yo – thanks for the sentiment, though
i wreck face like a pair of broken sungl-sses. tired of hearing all these dust-smoking dumb-sses seein’ who can run fastest without any legs or eyes; sounds to me like a sh-tty way to excercise
i go full bore, strength-training verbally. scaling every hurdle i see, dodging hyperbole
rappers always talk about haters but it’s unheard to me cuz i haven’t met any yet and no one’s trynna murder me. i’m probably jumping the gun, though. here come the bullets! open up your toolkit, pull a clip and i’ll call your bullsh-t. bring down your hindenberg, sink your t-tanic
cuz you’ve been claiming yours, but this is my planet

- mike east zak lyrics

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