| I love my microphone to be loud as fuck
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| Plug it in and I bless the cup
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| Freak in the funk, baby, that’s what’s up
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| And one-two, who’s bringing it to you
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| Me, motherfucker, ain’t no time to snooze
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| Get on up, ah, get on up, there’s no way
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| You won’t say, ey, when I say eva eva ey
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| It’s what I’m talking about
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| Skiggy Rapz in the house, all my people no doubt
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| And we going all out and be the talk of the town
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| People start to say we haven’t done it in a while, wow
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| And just look at ‘em now
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| Yo, they down for the crown in the sound of my brand new style
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| Yeah, you say BLAOW
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| Yeah, how you like me now
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| And we be going all out, out, out, out, out
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| (Ay-ay) Yeah, we liven it up
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| We say (Ay-ay), gots to be the sure shot
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| (Ay-ay) Yeah, we liven it up
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| Skiggy Rapz on the cut, baby, that’s what’s up
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| (Ay-ay) Yeah, we liven it up
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| We say (Ay-ay), gots to be the sure shot
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| (Ay-ay) Yeah, we liven it up
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| Skiggy Rapz on the cut, baby, that’s what’s up
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| I won’t say that nobody is as ill as me
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| I’m still working on my street credibility
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| I’m not sure if I’m doing a good job
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| But until then I’ll pretend this is hip hop
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| PSYCH
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| Not a man of the skies/disguise
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| I’m not too phased/two-faced
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| Even though I’ve got all eyes
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| And glad that I got mental help
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| I’m not suicidal, but I hang with myself
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| Saying of the sticky green, good thing
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| ‘Cause I be the millennial version of a hippie from the sixties, man
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| Damn right I’m focused
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| Forget closing hours, homie, I’m wide open
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| My beats are broken and my rhymes are smokin'
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| Overdose you with a doses of dopeness
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| The flow is oh so
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| Hold the control over my vocals that doesn’t sound local
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| My goal is to hold the whole floor in a choke-hold
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| Not very social, by the morning, solo
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| And this is my own show, but I ask anyhow
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| Are you down for the crown in the sound of my brand new style
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| Yeah, you say BLAOW
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| Yeah, how you like me now
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| And we be going all out, out, out, out, out
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| (Ay-ay) Yeah, we liven it up
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| We say (Ay-ay), gots to be the sure shot
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| (Ay-ay) Yeah, we liven it up
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| Skiggy Rapz on the cut, baby, that’s what’s up
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| (Ay-ay) We liven it up
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| You say (Ay-ay), gots to be the sure shot
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| (Ay-ay) Yeah, we liven it up
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| Skiggy Rapz on the cut, baby, that’s what’s up
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| Can I get a witness for this nutritious delicious liquid, this is the
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| Can I get a witness for this nutritious delicious liquid, this is the
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| Can I get a witness for this nutritious delicious liquid, this is the
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| Can I get a witness for this nutritious delicious liquid, this is the
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| Can I get a witness, man, I ain’t singing the blues
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| With liquid I mean that I got the juice
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| One-two, who’s bringing it to you
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| Me, motherfucker, if you got the proof
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| And I bruise, the beat with my MCing
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| Peace, is all what I am seeing
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| I am being, all I can be
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| And I’m a bit paranoid, all eyes on me
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| (The weasel is in the house)
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| Yeah, it’s how I’m breaking it down
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| Ey, and just smile if you down for another round
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| (The weasel is in the house)
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| Okay, peace, I’m out
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| ‘Cause you down for the crown in the sound of my brand new style
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| And say BLAOW
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| Yeah, how you like me now
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| And we be going all out, out, out, out, out
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| (Ay-ay) Yeah, we liven it up
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| We say (Ay-ay), gots to be the sure shot
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| (Ay-ay) Yeah, we liven it up
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| Skiggy Rapz on the cut, baby, that’s what’s up
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| (Ay-ay) We liven it up
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| You say (Ay-ay), gots to be the sure shot
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| (Ay-ay) Yeah, we liven it up
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| Skiggy Rapz on the cut, baby, that’s what’s up
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| (Ay-ay) We liven it up
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| You say (Ay-ay), gots to be the sure shot
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| (Ay-ay) Yeah, we liven it up
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| Skiggy Rapz on the cut, baby, that’s what’s up
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| (Ay-ay) We liven it up
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| You say (Ay-ay), gots to be the sure shot
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| (Ay-ay) Yeah, we liven it up
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| Skiggy Rapz on the cut, baby, that’s what’s up |