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red banzino - airheads lyrics

old heads and new heads going at it like the bloods and crips
with no back and forth respect through the ogs and the kids
what we see eye to eye in some d-mn fine kicks
is hitting l!cks rollin spliffs and picking up the wrong b-tch

i got so many styles i can switch between
my estatic flow is so gold the oldies can’t see
ya better not -ssociate me as a sucker emcee
i been trying sh-t out in this newer industry

why complain when you ain’t even doing sh-t
so just get up and bust something but not a hip
ya see how i flipped it like g-masta-flash
like way back when i would hustle for that cash

no sense of hatred or a care in the air
feeling higher than a king or fresh prince of bel air
its that hip hop, and rock, through the speakers that blare
and the ladies on the floor to the disco affair

i keep my head up thinking peace and positivity
but still i keep it straight and check anyone thats steppin me
i vibe with 4 wheels 3 eyes and a clear mind
no matter what’s combined i ain’t never going blind

im living f-cking reckless im super no clark kent in this, sometimes i need a grounding just to reminisce myself in bliss
im having it
an emcee with the holy spit
not god sent
im made in lab testing kits

this a f-cked up place that so desensitized
just another day in the daily times
in the gta playin gta
switch it to the vibe of the big boy way
and in the morning we be f-ckin with sway
daily
sticky icky got me hazy and wavy hey ladies
ain’t nothin but crazyness get an oe 40 and some harder l!cks

i be seeing young tremors flexin cheddar that their parents makin till they get a letter from the debt collector
then they all humble like they started from the bottom
preserving last drops of henney in month old bottles

i ain’t the kind to be pitiful
whatever goes doen goes down thats the way it goes
when i die just know it ain’t from the smoke
im sayin it was them dc or baltimore hoes
and now im in the 6 getting bread and building thrones
puttin flava in ya ears from who n0body knows
its hobag
the hippie g
spittin bars rollin up and hes breathing green
g sh-t peace keeping, airheads badely breathing
here’s a bandage to stop the bleeding

fo sho the last gen of hip hop is slippin
but that dont mean its gone forever yalls trippin
regardless im still seeing teens crippin
addicts eating xans sippin lean they havin seizures

d-mn lil lil’s they be ruining the game
throwback to the time of rap in the old days
no way 2pac was so boring
y’all shut the f-ck up befo’ i start swinging

we just need to keep moving
keep grooving
tip toe never loosing
kids keep doing
old heads dont like that?
they foolish
the young m-th-f-ckas be makin ya futures

both old and now are all hypocrites
f-cking with both generational sh-ts
either way the old and new are making hits
and there will always be a studio gangsta b-tch

understand this new sound didn’t come from no glitch
the youngins adapted from the culture with a twist
technology came with an industry switch
from west and east coast to a robotic twitch

we came from wife beaters to ugly -ss sneakers
still with mary jane but forget the peter
i got venomous rhyme schemes to fill up a theatre
the rap game unbalanced with a totter and no t–ter

we’ve come a long way
the soundcloud rap wave
from the corner slinging cds or c-ssette tapes
this how we get down aux no disc plays
got me going insane in the membrane

how many of these kids know about the origins
and old heads always mad and complaining
riggidy riggidy record scratching
im the mc smashing these airheads in

- red banzino lyrics

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