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z. lewis - get it lyrics

[verse 1 – z. lewis]

deep set where i reside, no rid of me/
keep back when i charge up honest kid/
red wristband in a quicksnap, goku b-tch slap/
dragon boy straight bun up your mothership/
scale broke so you see i’m heavy/
the d-mn pill an anvil they’ll agree when ready/
fried -ss rappers gonna be all eggy/
i’m aggy at the game lettin’ em all deal that reggie/ (aight)

new ends with the same mind/
seen a fl!cker in the shadow of the flame light/
took the leap, shook freaked by the sheer might/
my future blinked/
took steps in the shade, looked death in the face/
and kept destined to pave/
like ancient slaves to make ways through the grave night/

“aim straight & lock it”/
god spoke deeply/
“pay heed to the things they cover”/
i been a far sight better than the hits you gobble/
stuffed with the pre packed disney bubble/
that sh-t’s extra, prop hip-hopping for the mentions/
reciting trash and getting rinsings from it/
i’mma dine & dash on any feeble offers/
and you can archive that until i feed chrysanthemums/
cut bad fruit until the seeds’ a gonner/
that’s swift death, no buds if you keep mishandling/

[hook – z. lewis]

sleep deep they ain’t get it/
actin’ all quiet no beef they ain’t get it/
stickin to the bag no cheese they ain’t get it/
really with it man, dc we the menace/
none ready, straight from the dirt to the telly/
stripes earned, none seeing z.l they ain’t get it/
no new flex still the worst of your enemy/
no threats to make they just get it/
x2

[verse 2 – talakai]

tala tell em, pause
matter fact, f-ck your thoughts
tala been breakin them walls
ain’t a d-mn thing changed, here to settle dem scores

scores, scores, breddas in force
140, liked you better in 4’s
wars, send a man straight to the source
f-ck the effect, im erasing the cause

of course, bredda never match my gang
nah, you dont wanna match my what
oys, bredda never catch my slang
umm, b to the s, thats gang gang

yeah, boy never slip though
they sleep on me so i tip toe
its so cold, my flow need that pimp coat
you know by now, i dont need no intro

i been on planes all year
lookin fly as f-ck in my geedup gears
fear, thats a word i dont sh-t bout
come to the spot, make your whole crew sit down

i been in f-ck you, mode
hit em with the riddim, but im not t.roadz
not tryna ball, cause im not d.rose
z hit my line like, get it bro, get it bro

hitting me up tryna play my shows
but they never wanna work, tell a d-ckhead no
switch that flow, switch that tone
either that my brudda, or you’ll get that ghost

uh, dead that ghost in the room
that man talk sh-t, he ain’t close to the crew
fly coast to coast with my g’s all year (why?)
we did what we told you we’d do

[hook – z. lewis]

[verse 3 – z. lewis]

stickin’ straight to the core sp-ce/
mans ain’t cold just caught in a north face/
day by day see more feelin’ raunchy/
stoney road the whole leak to their forced frame/
taught by time and bricks/
i brought the mind of this enthralling force to set a torch to the board game/
get your pieces reset, check ya lead ups eejits/
their retreating feeds into my whole range/

sky high with a jetpack fueled by my setbacks/
merking a stratosphere zombie/
huge rifle i zero at 10 lightyears cap brains from my earth base comfy/
travelled so far, see greys in my one dream/
touched in the pineal, back from the long sleep/
keep getting thoughts that they want me still/
get chills when i write and they prompt me/

tunnel vision for the home plate/
stutter missing, something different simmers in his zone/
playing with these packages too heavy for their known weight/
summer living stunners stinking up the blizzard cold/

ya mans haarp on, dc control the heat/
you just carbon kicked from the soles of feet/
no real art going cheap but the souls are free/
so bag em up, pre stacked, ya’ll sold a dream/

talk with a big mouth/
keep back when a man step fam want none/
blacked out garms all charms in the function/
straight to the road no waste in my junction/ [sheesh!]
red light, green light, don’t you speed/
kanye with the k dot focus chi/
seeing eyes getting red from the roast of the speech/
no dice, can’t roll with the team/

[hook – z. lewis]

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