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lirik lagu fashawn - on da spot freestyle

[verse 1: evidence]
declare this a state of an emergency
those who never heard of me ’bout to get burn up to the third degree
boots and burglary, drugs, bullets, surgery
frauds,fiends and fronts, blunts [?]
murder capital seemed serene til the [?]
gates got closed and sensed urgency from malibu to myrtle beach
puttin’ in work and exchange currency
hurdling, batters get pitched at purposely
i worded the verse to work when thе picture’s reversеd
you hear satan spit a message on earth
i’m the illest west of lincoln boulevard
don’t make me pull a card out and show you how it was earned
i’m pastor [?] quite certain for churches and cheers
newcomers beat by old~timers, cl!ckin’ in years
jetsetters catching jets and [?]
aggressive, pumpin’ melle mel’s message
it’s weed for breakfast, go!

[verse 2: fashawn]
like a spatula, i flip vernacular
like i used to flip packs ridin’ passenger
check, the sh~t wasn’t half as fun
especially the days i ain’t have no funds
it’s the one and only
youngin’ with a tongue of an og
a revolutionary that roll weed
and some believe i’m immortal and don’t bleed
and so famous i won’t squeeze
check it, it’s rap [?] a rat race
and it’s a fact
even if you do get first place, you’re still a rat
peep the game, i’ve been pitchin’ scr~ps
i’m stevie wonder with his vision back
in a fitted cap
your mindframe couldn’t picture that
my syntax is like cinemax
i’m just a n~gga on a mission, jack
maneuver like the men in black
and i just hope that you remember fash’
i’m takin’ my time, perfectin the rhyme
stressin every second intercepted by the grind, gettin mine
nickel 9 for the haters, i reply “see you later”
when i die, go to h~ll, meet your maker it’s time
i get fly enough to paint my name in the sky
f~ck this game, get a little bit of chains and get by
mindframe of a n~gga out his brains doin’ time
this is heroine,cocaine,deliver lines (fashawn let’s go)
so game, this n~ggas is so lame
with that andre agassi accuracy, got aim
you know, where i’d be at if it wasn’t for this
probably huggin the ave, with a gun on my hip
but what i became was a n~gga out the game trying to get a little fame
blow up propane, take her out, that baby fat, put her in some [?]
put my city on the map
like no one who’s ever came
and it’s a d~mn shame
keep a styrofoam cup full of champagne
gs up you know my motherf~ckin’ campaign
n~ggas wanna be me and b~tches want my last name
[verse 3: evidence]
gorilla bars, his feet stomp like an animal
turn the sidewalk concave i [?] the manual
panoramic camera view, see it like mechanics do
eyes up under you hood, my neighbour scanning you
life is 3d, don’t need on my tv
still whistle like tweety?
you see the lapd
[?]y’all been warned
that’s my brother for life we share the crown of th~rns
every town get scorned, whole torch and wand
firesquad, riot man, i am on tour
in the village beauty lies in the slum
basically i keep it basic, bass and drums
i’m tight laced cause the race ain’t a poker face and they chasin’ ducks
the bird handler ain’t chasing [?]
they crunch numbers like it’s demolition
when we done i got a hunch not a penny is missing

[verse 4: fashawn]
i’m properly medicated and prolly the most debated
i’m obviously dedicated [?] underrated
it’s preposterous how i’m poppin’ up on your station
i used to be one of poverty’s most popular faces
n~ggas tried but couldn’t copy the cadence
don’t be surprised, uh, we pocketin’ paper
profits is major, it’s the population of [?] out in jamaica
my posse nothin’ to play with
from morocco to venezuela
i’m movin’ more product than el chapo when it [?]
don’t even call me an mc, i’m an ogre
i’m a meteorite, these n~ggas mediocre
i’d rather be considered an og when it’s over
in a tinted limousine blowin’ weed at my chauffeur
don santiago on behalf of my [?]
been married to the mob, jasmine solano
[verse 5: evidence]
declare this a state of an emergency
those who nevere heard of me
evidence is cuttin off you circuitry
street tops i drop certainly diverse [?]
spittin like with a walking transmitter
nonetheless, i’m possessed if i guess like an apostrophy
trophy’s tryina freeze life like my photography
call anything i wanna do as limitless
caught freezin’ images in frames for finishes
written with the purpose then wrapped up in portions
served up a cold dish, ghost like more fish
toast like four fifths
coast on coast [?]
confine solitary bunnies hide
naked guns and rabbits
making things disappear
last year that was trade show magic
bad habits, i scribble blank pages
hit a thousand stages stay stingin’ anxious
the well been dry from [?]
eyes been drier than my city at drought time
designin’ a outline and [?]
tryin’ to spit but quit in severe pain
[?] don’t feel flames, the tears been engulfed though
experience a b~tch, a kid ran from po~po
now we’re grown folk in my sunny state
ca of emergency takin on the burden of faith
[verse 6: fashawn]
[?] i need to lay up off the liquor
and the champagne i know it’s no good for my liver
porbably go to king of diamonds and throw it all on a stripper
mr “roll it, light it,pass it” as long as it’s paper not a swisher
smokin’ something potent smell the aroma when i enter
the sh~t’ll prolly put you in a coma for a winter
real n~gga, this isn’t no persona [?]
no different rather in arizona or in venice
california bendin’ corners i roll up and i pivot
with a stockbroker not bulgin’ through my denim
huggin’ a lane like a range rover i’m addicted
with 16 os on a mission
young santiago, desperado

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