Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Format, artist - AZ. Album song The Format, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 06.11.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Quiet Money Direct
Song language: English
The Format |
| I’m readyy |
| You know the chronicles the shit that if momma knew |
| the stress the drama dude the techs phenominal |
| rapid fire, pecs thru the adominal |
| you bastard liars, it’s me whos the honorable |
| bathed and clothed up, shaved and close cut |
| restraint from temptation was drained from both nuts |
| hah. |
| now the physical form verbalized thru the scriptures i was Biblically born |
| It’s Ia Jerimiah, concieved thru the blunt fire |
| On kawasakis could wheelie up on one tire |
| Well respected, gel connected, got the method for the woody females perfected |
| for sure, very few flaws, heavy chevy 2 doors |
| candy painted to give a nigga the blue balls |
| course, this the life i chose |
| the bid, the 360, the cyphers closed c’mon |
| The format is real sickening, contagious |
| Here I come, AZ Still, i dont have to run no games i’ve done those thangs |
| Young and gifted my tongues prolific |
| in the beached bungalow is how i brung in christmas |
| from the streets ima flow from the hungriest districts |
| switch kicks, crisp when i come to them picnics |
| play it slow, paper chase, stack, and lay low |
| range rov, tinted all black the same old |
| psychic mind, writes his ryhmes |
| still turn the new leaf on my life of crime |
| no concerns with new beef whos as nice as i’m |
| its confirmed from feet i’m still a sniper blind |
| built my fame, spilt my pain |
| politicing daily still tryn to milk the game |
| its obvious that i’m real rap skills remain |
| i took some change and i’m still the same. |
| The format is real sickening, contagious |
| Here I come, AZ Still, i dont have to run no games i’ve done those thangs |
| Learned the system |
| from izm |
| jotted my jewels down like journalism |
| how ima? |
| now it emerged thru wisdom |
| a pilgrim, prophisize puttin words to rhythm |
| relatin', an Adam Clayton in manifestation |
| patient, meditatin’with them animals waitin |
| pacin', like an M-8 that sealed it’s fate |
| let some years escape but i’m still in shape |
| Im Chillin. |
| deeply rooted, a beast with music |
| from? |
| to the east im too at peace to lose it but love it, i still does it breathin off a Trump budget |
| fresh outa Bloomies with the Louie luggage |
| The format is real sickening, contagious |
| Here I come, AZ Still, i dont have to run no games i’ve done those thangs |