Lyrics:
cIN'T REcL
cND NOW BEcMON BREcKING YOU
80 PERCENT OF MY BODY PcIN
20 PERCENT OF IT HcTE
LIFT HIM UP BY HIS SHOE STRINGS
THEN I PUSH HIM IN THE FLcME
discreet
So i’ll go without food and just eat up this beat
Some companies think we should be replaced
By someone who doesn’t need new forms of taste
and lyrics: Gustav Steinhoff)
Album: Jazz at heart #7
Pre-Release: December 20, 2022
Jazz at heart – Christina Jaschkowiak & Gustav Steinhoff GbR, Rethwisch,
My lyric is the button to switch beat
Let me show an example
Trap to boom bap I was inspired by 7 Minute Drill
No need peace
Let's compete
It's a part
I'm tryna be the best so I'm testing my limits
While perfecting my lyrics by connecting with spirits
Letting you hear it cos I'm trapped at the minute
guy who isn't fake
Take a rhyme and light up and spit it back in your face
They say I'm a genius with lyrics, I write a track and you hear it
And your
of my fifth
You rappers chasing popularity by any means, doing silly things
Buying too many size twenty skinny jeans
The west treat me like I'm really
off by sprayin' beer in your face
So the '94 to them, I'm for my niggas that remember
Means I'm steppin' to the mic with lyrics colder than December
takes you on an adventure to the depths of the air we live in—our very own nitrogen sea. With a blend of catchy lyrics and engaging melodies, the song
and bare fruit for I break off
Thirty-six, Twenty-four, thirty-six shape soft
Sexual assassins just to make sure that I stay off
Even king of diamonds get
of that activist
I step in the party I'm on some
Askin my bro did he bring the mushrooms
Studio twenty-four HRS so that mean twenty-fourRMS
Nigga i was just
Ha, ha, ha, whatcha laughin at?
Megaman up first
21 seconds oh shit
I ain't got no time to smoke this
Hold this, yo g
Go by in a blacked out TT
the same but I divide it by 0
My discography is the imperial march 2.0
It travels through time like there's no tomorrow
Changeant de langue comme de chemise
Now fifty years down the line, we gon' all look back
And say that hip-hop, in 1995 was wack
But then we gots it back on tracks
And by the year
Ain't no hidin' in the garage when we get down
Now, feel me
5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30, 35, 40
45, 50, 55, 60, 65, 70, 75, 80
85, 90, 95, 100, hmm
estate
My crib a little a bigger
20 acres match my figure
I’m no bigger than this life
But I know I am God like
In the image of the man
Humbled by
Smoke session live resin 4:20
Still they going to hate
Momma got cake
Tell her I'm late
Put me on stake
These bones I break
These lyrics I make
Bitches I save
Road up to fame
Call her
the revelation
Polygram buy Def Jam for twenty million
MCA buy Polygram for eleven billion
I come to Sony and get pimped by the Haitian-Sicilians
Is y?all ready for Twenty-0-7, it?s now another drought
Everyone?s a killer, wow we buggin out
Since 86 showin the crowd what I?m about
And they
[Chorus: x2]
When I say Sunz of, you say Man
(Sunz of Man, Sunz of Man)
When my lyrics touch the frozen, you frost the lost
As I've rosen out
the bombs guns and machete
Above the law cus my mind stays Revolutionary
Never was the type
To believe conspiracy theories
But by the way life is out here
Twenty-thousand leagues down below,
minus one-hundred and forty-three degrees
Seize the info, gather the archaelogists
The aftermath needs to follow this cause
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