Shazam (Come Correct Son)
Blake the Jew
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(Uh huh, yeah) SHAZAM! God damn I'm back with jammin' beats and slammin' heat you feel me G Understand? Now witness, Big fucking Snip bitch Tending to my B.I., Talking bout my business The sickest to rap man your shit be whack My shit be that hot shit and that's that You be lacking, stepping too S.N.I.P. So you best believe when you see that I'm a real G Please don't step cause I know you're fronting The whole 412, Asking when I'm dropping something So what you gonna say to, The Big Jew repping Pittsburgh The 412 Fools straight lying through their teeth bitch Claiming East Coast, but they be eating deep dish Peep this flow blow for blow act like you know me You claiming you my homie fucking blow me Come Correct Son Come Correct Son Come Correct Son Come Correct Son Come Correct Son Come Correct Son Come Correct Son By the bodega kicking some rhymes Yes I got flavor and I got it all the time, make you rewind I propose you don't f*ck with my flow It changes, Shit's dangerous The remainder of you mark ass bitches getting smacked out the ranges I put it on rap, then I put it on wax Attack out the triple black Cadillac You can't see? Cataracts? But I counter act every shot you take at me You thought you had me but sadly I know how to dodge, duck, dip, dive and dodge All you muthafuckas watch, you riding the bench Don't keep Kosher, still a fucking Mensch Come Correct Son Come Correct Son Come Corre I'm the fucking pro, But unprofessional My beats be banging, swinging from my testicles I'm about to make a spectacle so listen right up The way I don't give much fucks To you whack ass bitches tryna be me Windows blacked out You can't see me, believe me Time to tend to my B.I. my business See why, the illest That's me again, making you feel it Not here to make friends but I might talk to a shorty Maybe a couple, if she bores me I got rhymes I got rhymes in abundance Kick a few make you love it, Kiss my fucking tukas Get em all riled up, I'm really the shit See it all piled up Your shit be bogus you should know this take notice that I am the dopest All you muthafuckas should know right about now How we fucking do shit Yeah you like this track I fucking produce it East Coast baby Yo muthafuckas claiming they in the city they outside the limits Checked his number it was 724 It's about that time you get it? I put my shit down Blake The Jew in this B Know what I mean? Big Snip S to the N the I the P (We're sorry the number you have dialed is not in service at this time We're We're We're sorry the number you have dialed is not in service at this time) Watch your fucking step Yo, yo yo yo yo yo Yo check me out real quick Yo what's up son Yo what's up Small Man Dean how you living son? Ayo Max1Million what's going on G? JMac, what's going on? Big Dawg Mack tell me how you doing? Lil' Hummus, whattup? And you can't forget Rabbi Himmel in this B S to the N the I the P, Baby
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