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y.s.a - keep it goin' (bonus) lyrics

[y.s.a] peace to my ni–as in the east! …peace to a-l-p!

[verse 1 – y.s.a] stichel just let the beat b-mp
this ain’t commercial, but i supply em wit lyrics
im just giving them everything that the streets want
or the underground
they coulda swore i was god cuz when i enterd the building it made a thunder sound
who want it now, who coming outta they character
i keeps it locked like the prisoners up in attica
im from city where the thugs bllaat bllatt at cha
and shed blood like the diamonds buried in africa
i spread love like gettin outta the habit of
hating rejecting satan, its love, man quit ya acting up
fully finessing god has blessed me wit this flow of mine
bet ya scouter, says my power level is over 9
thousand
like a powerful super saiyan
computers sayin, i bring a reeking pain like a tooth decaying
this compet-ton keeps me pointing at my rivals pictures
i overstood the thought process of the bible scriptures
when moses told us, they ca never take ya faith away
when god hardened pharoahs heart to prove he’ll make a way
i mean i have to know
i only let these rappers live so my wrath ca show

[chorus- y.s.a] i keeps it goin, til my peeps is on
so i reach for more, til im screeching off
cuz i keeps it goin, goin , gone
i keeps it goin, goin, gone (2x)

[verse 2 – y.s.a] im apes wilding, sick and tired of fake talent
loud success, while i keep my mistakes silent
you fake wildin
homie u wouldn’t sucka punch a sucka punk, so quit wit the loud talk and fake viloence
im puttin on for fenimore ave and albany
spreading the wealth, i juss leave a lil more for me
i get em off a me, homie my style hot like cookin up cloud rocks, in the middle of the august heat
im makin rap hits, snap flicks, mack chicks
punchlines straight upper cut em into a back flip
im on a upper echolon peace
my status steady rising its imitating lebrons leap
brooklon representer
alarmed imma winner, blessed voluptuous charm to my inner
peace, two up if u have to know
i only let these rappers live so my wrath ca show

[chorus]

[verse 3 – frede pizz]

- y s a lyrics

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