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Five Deez
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Lattitude (Instrumental)
What side you on? You want alive? it's right here Don't Look any further While ya vision is clear A lotta fog in the mist Tryin to throw you a curve All these rappin' thugs Gettin' on my last damn nerve You eat the same piece of cake Day in and day out That tired-ass flavor gets played out (no doubt) You say that tag-along warning To a rhyme for the rest When we rock all the people Say 'YESSUH' We fresher than all of these Miggy figgy niggys on the mike And scratch, you know The words to match You still playin' catch up Fall far behind the line Try to cut but you wastin' ya time Please come on, dude We the Five Deez Superior rhyme steez Don't have our own style We got styles plural You still caught up in yesterday Steppin' and fetchin' Gettin' swept away Futuristic black holdin' mics Like soldiers hold weapons On the attack I'm reppin' Cincinnatti's finest, no question (give me five) And you say queen city (Side to side) Throw ya hands up in the sky Wave 'em round from side to side We about to get fly (whoa)
(Side to side)Roll my Glock over on a sucka who's locomotive I'm movin' it like the ocean Devotion within my rhymes Same year, last time Committed crimes like a felon 357 lyrics to bust you up like melons They ending when I'm dealin' At five hundred decibels I'm hailin' Five Deez Tellin' cities and countries before me (Say what?) I'm above these These other cats bore me Cold and plastic I turn the crowd into elastic Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Stretchin' 'em to the left Then get pulled to the right Like a periscope, Seeing over normal eye sight I rock all night So you can roll through the day (come on) Feelin' the rhythm To hear my rhymes in delay I give 'em what is needed While you just flaunt what they want Who gonna get jumped, chump? (Who?) Crunk brothas Bounce to my jams like rubber (yeah) We doin' it for lovers While you suckled with the haters On the crossfada (Side to Side) And you say Queen City (city, city, city)
(Side to side)Hey You can call me on ya mobile phone Or grab a pen, a sheet of paper Write a letter at ya home You can download my music Off a internet site Or you can be mix tapin' it We'll still be creatin' it You can have a compact disc Or vinyl gratin' it (Vibration) but we still Won't keep the vibe waitin' A watcher or a reader A loner or a leader You could be the one To make the party cold Or make it heat up (Make the beat speed up) Bust slow to my motion From the highest mountain To the bottom of the ocean (You want it?) Final attack Yeah, get attacked or adapt Cause and effect It's because we wreck There's no flaws to detect So don't pause the deck Local or international To galactic respect You could fold from the pressure But could you take the weight? (And a rhythmic break) And you say Queen City (city, city, city)
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