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lirik lagu made eze - rapping

[verse]

rapping on this old school, classic
tax bracket made my mathmatics vanish
like 65 rabbits in your woman’s womb
she waxes every single millimetre on my canon

on my way to make somebody special
feel like raditz
loose, sprung and ready to blow
like the bolt on a broken hydrant
mad tension from the long day
tight sachet
carl johnson couldn’t match it
dashing bombs in traffic

step with prudence at the zebra crossing
death is tragic
if i’m whipping past i’ll ram you down
you’re gone like magic
screen wipers swipe your eyeb~lls
off they’re automatic
sound system in the whip so loud
i can’t hear passage
can’t hear damage
i park half a car in garage
half a calf i cast into the boot
if asked it’s baggage
i dance half a yard towards her door
her stance is savage danger
i’ll be beating till her heart is static
as i’m…
[chorus]

rapping on this old school!
this voice got april zig zagging
on her ol’ fool
yes i’m rapping on this old school!
as april makes waves back clapping through
the whole pool
yes i’m rapping on this old school!
this voice makes fire raps cracking through
the pro tools
yes i’m rapping on this old school!
smoke blowing in your face
i’m mashing up your whole cool!

[verse]

rapping on this old school classic
you’re asthmatic if you chat cabbage
my black magic will act manic
rattling the whole room!
got your whole team scattering
like old shrews

i’m disgusted you can’t see the difference
between me and you i’d rather cancel
my subscription
to my existence we could never have a thing
in common
that will be the day i cut my p~ck~r
off and let it go rotten
commiting gluttony while sipping beer
with jeoffrey dahmer
we don’t bleed the same you freeze
your veins
you need to keep your verterbrae
from flopping backwards
like you’re born without a spine
you’re defenceless, you’re a swine
you dare…you dare…you dare
deify me?!

i’ll be spitting at you, mouth is full
of sugar puffs
blinking once and into dust
you turn cold cold cold
culprit of a society that gives a
f~~k when i do do do what i am
told

could you spare a little moment
for a ni~~er in his cell
while he’s banging on his cell bell ~
interjections i refuse
i myself excuse
when i need to wrap up a verse
you value no worth as i’m…(rragon!)

i wrote this song about five years
ago man
sitting in a jail cell
somebody in a cell next to me
cutting themselves

somebody inside the fricking
cell with me sharpening
something i didn’t even know
what he wanted to use that
for…

i don’t know maybe he wanted
to fricking b~tter some toast or
something

but…im sorry! this is where i
learned how to rap
and…for whatever reason

i just had to find a way to sit
down and write my way
through s~~t

- lirik lagu made eze

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