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lirik lagu fiyablasta - fair weather

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chorus:
it’s top-city’s hip hop witty spitting
flow’s so cold all foes frostbitten
next the heat i speak leave them sweating because i
got fair weather sk!lls; every season i’m as tight

verse 1:
so let me grab the mic; swoon you like sinatra
’cause frankly i’m the star on this sonata
from the moonlight to the break of dawn
’cause those faking p-wns will only make you yawn
accomplished my dreams being haters’ nightmare
riding beats like a dark knight on a white mare
stallion – styling! you look like what not to wear
and pyt’s see fiya b and turn on tender loving care
’cause i’m a sick being with sniffling. these sl1ck things
flows like a runny nose. puffs, we p-ss those
like sean combs nickname but this change
didn’t make him spit flames, so i’m still sickening
cold and feverish, but i’m never resting
contaminating stereos – ear infection
going worldwide like a new pandemic
and now the globe’s feeling all my new jams in it
cause

chorus:
it’s top-city’s hip hop witty spitting
flow’s so cold, all foes frostbitten
next the heat i speak leave them sweating because i
got fair weather sk!lls; every season i’m as tight
(every season i’m as tight)
got fair weather sk!lls; every season i’m as tight
(every season i’m as tight)
got fair weather sk!lls; every season i’m as tight

verse 2:
words serve me like a journey so “don’t stop” believing
each verse is like cursive; meaning
it all k’nex. so i play with my sets
and eventually you see what creativity gets
and i got it as a gift at no special occasion
so i share with everyone at any location
no need for ovations or heavy rotations
although most folks don’t agree with those statements
so they shower me with love
’cause every bar is clean like i’m showering with dove
even though my product placement is underground like tub-
man, they still give me a hand like i’m a glove
so when you put me on hope you see me as the fittest
on the bill of the new era rappers; i ain’t talking ’bout no fitteds
’cause i spit with thinking cap on so you won’t keep your caps on
unless you’re saying, “give him the spotlight!” and clap on

outro:
what? it’s just a figa of speech…


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