Lyrics Blaow - Clear Soul Forces, DJ Odilon

Blaow - Clear Soul Forces, DJ Odilon
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blaow, artist - Clear Soul Forces. Album song Still, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fat Beats
Song language: English

Blaow

Aite hold up
Is this thing on
Still…
Dropping that shit that’s making you wonder
How are these niggas together for ten winters and the summers
How Ilajide gunning, thinking we’d be running outta ammo
Put the NPC in the Stallone nigga that’s Rambo
Baby bu-bu-busting on ya, Tss!
Tss!
Tss!
Tss!
We puffing on ya
Blow up like it’s a Samsung battery, ready to load up for ya
Load up, soldier bringing the war upon ya
Russo on ya
Frank Castle hiding in the begonias off of the melatonin
Sleep walking still chalking up lyrics to kill opponents
Drop gems like The Mad Titan with mad arthritis
Trying to assemble the gauntlet with every rhyme and
Can’t stop using the time stone to hit rewind
Every time I forget one of my lines
Dropping land mines before I step in the building of America
Gentrify the area
White supremacy the remedy
Who’s that peaking in my window, Jim Crow
Blaow!
Hold that!
Blaow!
Hold that!
Are you ready?
Blaow!
Hold that!
Blaow!
Hold that!
You know how we do
Pay… pay… pay… pay… pay attention
You… you… you gettin' knocked the fuck out like my Mike Tyson
The… the… the… the whole crew get down
Keep it going, I flow and knocking haters off a throne that people barely know
they sitting on
Throwing parties, making
Shitting in the toilet, rolling up
Getting fellatio, right up on the sofa
With the Forces give a dose of superior focused on
Delivered them faster than orders from Jimmy John’s
Fuck up the opening
Entrances intricate, beats known just to punish ‘em like you finish a
Skull and crossbones, chicken wing your favorite rhyme spitter
My loud as the Don Bishop
Game spitters get pimp slapped just for clogging lanes
Still the shit like wasn’t 46
I treat you all like a bowl of grits, ain’t nothing sweet
L to the A to the Z nigga what
I make ‘em holla like Ante Ups in your Impala
hold ‘em up for the squadron
Blaow!
Hold that!
Blaow!
Hold that!
Are you ready?
Blaow!
Hold that!
Blaow!
Hold that!
You know how we do
Pay… pay… pay… pay… pay attention
You… you… you gettin' knocked the fuck out like my Mike Tyson
The… the… the… the whole crew get down

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Artist lyrics: Clear Soul Forces