Burn It Feat. Ocean Wisdom
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โฑ๏ธ 3:22 duration
๐ ID: 30200578
๐ Lyrics
They be like "Yo, how did he get that flow?"
Overly fresh like nice hydro
Don't hope for the best, I kill those shows
Wrote home to the wife of a zoot and a rose
Hotel always try kick me out but I coast
Looking their way through the eyes of a ghost
Shit gets tricky and still I cope
Swing with the lyric that hit you to the bone like "POW!"
Everybody wanna know "HOW?"
I got the style so "WOW!"
Still got it in a trough but we've grown from boys to men
I write this shit here with a poison pen
I won't stop these sounds 'til the boydem get destroyed again
Just try coin the term, you're getting murked by the first
First degree burns in a hearse with
The worms in the dirt's where they lurk
Wanna see my ID, wanna search
Wanna bum my high G's with my G's on a curb
Fans pass, they're like "Jeez! That's Flipz with the cheese!"
Oh my word, it stunk so much, got 'em flying with the birds
Not denying my words, you're in line with the storm, that's furred
I'm first in the race with a pace that mercs
Make clubs bounce like Ali with a perm
Stash that hash in the alley like ash in the urn
Gotta make that cash, gotta burn it
Couldn't give a fuck right now if I got no permit
I'm out here perfecting my skills as a wordsmith
Man stay chilled, the tip of the iceberg
I bill my piff and burn it
I'm going so raggo
Flowing up like ammo
Bunning crow 'til I feel it in my bone marrow
Staying fly like arrows
But hiding in the shadows
My man resides in a timeless place beyond the gallows
I'm going so raggo
Flowing up like ammo
Bunning crow 'til I feel it in my bone marrow
Staying fly like arrows
But hiding in the shadows
My man resides in the gallows
Slap a brudda up on the back of the head
If he try address me wrong and I best be strong
If a man handle him and then that's ambling
In fact that's execution from a standing swing
And as a matter of fact, I wouldn't stand by him
When you get hit with the skull on a random ting
I see the minimum amount of animation given to a situation
How a brudda's gonna handle it?
And if I bounce and a brudda try stand and swing
I won't prep to resort to a strangling
Like damn Wizzy be going ham on him
Might pork that beat like Cameron
And the day you see me flop in a diss
Be the day Fliptrix eat ham again
And the day you see Flip flop in a diss
Be the day Feeto meet Sam again
Really though, really though
I got the key, key to the citadel
I've gotta eat, vitamins, minerals
I'm on the beat, listen and hear me though
Really though, really though, I'm on a roll
Look how they flocking to see me though
Really though, I got the world, world in my palm
Why you try snatch it? Sit back and chill it out
Here we go in a row, Wizzy combo, Wizzy galore
Lyrical killer now, is it a will, Wizzy on court?
Wizzy implores, the mandem are similar
I'm on the ball, you're not at all
I'm sussing problems that you couldn't figure out
Can't figure out, do Figaro
None of your content ain't nothing to sing about
I'm going so raggo
Flowing up like ammo
Bunning crow 'til I feel it in my bone marrow
Staying fly like arrows
But hiding in the shadows
My man resides in a timeless place beyond the gallows
I'm going so raggo
Flowing up like ammo
Bunning crow 'til I feel it in my bone marrow
Staying fly like arrows
But hiding in the shadows
My man resides in the gallows
Overly fresh like nice hydro
Don't hope for the best, I kill those shows
Wrote home to the wife of a zoot and a rose
Hotel always try kick me out but I coast
Looking their way through the eyes of a ghost
Shit gets tricky and still I cope
Swing with the lyric that hit you to the bone like "POW!"
Everybody wanna know "HOW?"
I got the style so "WOW!"
Still got it in a trough but we've grown from boys to men
I write this shit here with a poison pen
I won't stop these sounds 'til the boydem get destroyed again
Just try coin the term, you're getting murked by the first
First degree burns in a hearse with
The worms in the dirt's where they lurk
Wanna see my ID, wanna search
Wanna bum my high G's with my G's on a curb
Fans pass, they're like "Jeez! That's Flipz with the cheese!"
Oh my word, it stunk so much, got 'em flying with the birds
Not denying my words, you're in line with the storm, that's furred
I'm first in the race with a pace that mercs
Make clubs bounce like Ali with a perm
Stash that hash in the alley like ash in the urn
Gotta make that cash, gotta burn it
Couldn't give a fuck right now if I got no permit
I'm out here perfecting my skills as a wordsmith
Man stay chilled, the tip of the iceberg
I bill my piff and burn it
I'm going so raggo
Flowing up like ammo
Bunning crow 'til I feel it in my bone marrow
Staying fly like arrows
But hiding in the shadows
My man resides in a timeless place beyond the gallows
I'm going so raggo
Flowing up like ammo
Bunning crow 'til I feel it in my bone marrow
Staying fly like arrows
But hiding in the shadows
My man resides in the gallows
Slap a brudda up on the back of the head
If he try address me wrong and I best be strong
If a man handle him and then that's ambling
In fact that's execution from a standing swing
And as a matter of fact, I wouldn't stand by him
When you get hit with the skull on a random ting
I see the minimum amount of animation given to a situation
How a brudda's gonna handle it?
And if I bounce and a brudda try stand and swing
I won't prep to resort to a strangling
Like damn Wizzy be going ham on him
Might pork that beat like Cameron
And the day you see me flop in a diss
Be the day Fliptrix eat ham again
And the day you see Flip flop in a diss
Be the day Feeto meet Sam again
Really though, really though
I got the key, key to the citadel
I've gotta eat, vitamins, minerals
I'm on the beat, listen and hear me though
Really though, really though, I'm on a roll
Look how they flocking to see me though
Really though, I got the world, world in my palm
Why you try snatch it? Sit back and chill it out
Here we go in a row, Wizzy combo, Wizzy galore
Lyrical killer now, is it a will, Wizzy on court?
Wizzy implores, the mandem are similar
I'm on the ball, you're not at all
I'm sussing problems that you couldn't figure out
Can't figure out, do Figaro
None of your content ain't nothing to sing about
I'm going so raggo
Flowing up like ammo
Bunning crow 'til I feel it in my bone marrow
Staying fly like arrows
But hiding in the shadows
My man resides in a timeless place beyond the gallows
I'm going so raggo
Flowing up like ammo
Bunning crow 'til I feel it in my bone marrow
Staying fly like arrows
But hiding in the shadows
My man resides in the gallows
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:19.24] They be like "Yo, how did he get that flow?"
[00:21.38] Overly fresh like nice hydro
[00:22.74] Don't hope for the best, I kill those shows
[00:24.38] Wrote home to the wife of a zoot and a rose
[00:26.44] Hotel always try kick me out but I coast
[00:28.54] Looking their way through the eyes of a ghost
[00:30.19] Shit gets tricky and still I cope
[00:31.69] Swing with the lyric that hit you to the bone like "POW!"
[00:33.75] Everybody wanna know "HOW?"
[00:34.94] I got the style so "WOW!"
[00:36.12] Still got it in a trough but we've grown from boys to men
[00:38.23] I write this shit here with a poison pen
[00:39.86] I won't stop these sounds 'til the boydem get destroyed again
[00:42.25] Just try coin the term, you're getting murked by the first
[00:44.05] First degree burns in a hearse with
[00:45.20] The worms in the dirt's where they lurk
[00:46.56] Wanna see my ID, wanna search
[00:48.10] Wanna bum my high G's with my G's on a curb
[00:50.39] Fans pass, they're like "Jeez! That's Flipz with the cheese!"
[00:52.86] Oh my word, it stunk so much, got 'em flying with the birds
[00:55.08] Not denying my words, you're in line with the storm, that's furred
[00:57.57] I'm first in the race with a pace that mercs
[00:59.32] Make clubs bounce like Ali with a perm
[01:00.92] Stash that hash in the alley like ash in the urn
[01:02.77] Gotta make that cash, gotta burn it
[01:04.16] Couldn't give a fuck right now if I got no permit
[01:05.94] I'm out here perfecting my skills as a wordsmith
[01:08.16] Man stay chilled, the tip of the iceberg
[01:09.61] I bill my piff and burn it
[01:10.86] I'm going so raggo
[01:12.58] Flowing up like ammo
[01:14.16] Bunning crow 'til I feel it in my bone marrow
[01:17.36] Staying fly like arrows
[01:18.83] But hiding in the shadows
[01:20.54] My man resides in a timeless place beyond the gallows
[01:23.70] I'm going so raggo
[01:25.38] Flowing up like ammo
[01:26.94] Bunning crow 'til I feel it in my bone marrow
[01:30.19] Staying fly like arrows
[01:31.63] But hiding in the shadows
[01:33.38] My man resides in the gallows
[01:36.01] Slap a brudda up on the back of the head
[01:37.26] If he try address me wrong and I best be strong
[01:38.95] If a man handle him and then that's ambling
[01:40.56] In fact that's execution from a standing swing
[01:42.22] And as a matter of fact, I wouldn't stand by him
[01:43.75] When you get hit with the skull on a random ting
[01:45.43] I see the minimum amount of animation given to a situation
[01:47.42] How a brudda's gonna handle it?
[01:48.54] And if I bounce and a brudda try stand and swing
[01:50.20] I won't prep to resort to a strangling
[01:51.90] Like damn Wizzy be going ham on him
[01:53.41] Might pork that beat like Cameron
[01:55.02] And the day you see me flop in a diss
[01:56.63] Be the day Fliptrix eat ham again
[01:58.39] And the day you see Flip flop in a diss
[01:59.88] Be the day Feeto meet Sam again
[02:02.47] Really though, really though
[02:03.75] I got the key, key to the citadel
[02:05.30] I've gotta eat, vitamins, minerals
[02:06.93] I'm on the beat, listen and hear me though
[02:08.45] Really though, really though, I'm on a roll
[02:10.16] Look how they flocking to see me though
[02:11.29] Really though, I got the world, world in my palm
[02:13.28] Why you try snatch it? Sit back and chill it out
[02:14.80] Here we go in a row, Wizzy combo, Wizzy galore
[02:17.29] Lyrical killer now, is it a will, Wizzy on court?
[02:19.66] Wizzy implores, the mandem are similar
[02:21.24] I'm on the ball, you're not at all
[02:23.00] I'm sussing problems that you couldn't figure out
[02:24.49] Can't figure out, do Figaro
[02:26.03] None of your content ain't nothing to sing about
[02:28.10] I'm going so raggo
[02:29.36] Flowing up like ammo
[02:30.99] Bunning crow 'til I feel it in my bone marrow
[02:34.17] Staying fly like arrows
[02:35.69] But hiding in the shadows
[02:37.34] My man resides in a timeless place beyond the gallows
[02:40.50] I'm going so raggo
[02:42.12] Flowing up like ammo
[02:43.79] Bunning crow 'til I feel it in my bone marrow
[02:46.91] Staying fly like arrows
[02:48.42] But hiding in the shadows
[02:50.10] My man resides in the gallows
[03:22.26]
[00:21.38] Overly fresh like nice hydro
[00:22.74] Don't hope for the best, I kill those shows
[00:24.38] Wrote home to the wife of a zoot and a rose
[00:26.44] Hotel always try kick me out but I coast
[00:28.54] Looking their way through the eyes of a ghost
[00:30.19] Shit gets tricky and still I cope
[00:31.69] Swing with the lyric that hit you to the bone like "POW!"
[00:33.75] Everybody wanna know "HOW?"
[00:34.94] I got the style so "WOW!"
[00:36.12] Still got it in a trough but we've grown from boys to men
[00:38.23] I write this shit here with a poison pen
[00:39.86] I won't stop these sounds 'til the boydem get destroyed again
[00:42.25] Just try coin the term, you're getting murked by the first
[00:44.05] First degree burns in a hearse with
[00:45.20] The worms in the dirt's where they lurk
[00:46.56] Wanna see my ID, wanna search
[00:48.10] Wanna bum my high G's with my G's on a curb
[00:50.39] Fans pass, they're like "Jeez! That's Flipz with the cheese!"
[00:52.86] Oh my word, it stunk so much, got 'em flying with the birds
[00:55.08] Not denying my words, you're in line with the storm, that's furred
[00:57.57] I'm first in the race with a pace that mercs
[00:59.32] Make clubs bounce like Ali with a perm
[01:00.92] Stash that hash in the alley like ash in the urn
[01:02.77] Gotta make that cash, gotta burn it
[01:04.16] Couldn't give a fuck right now if I got no permit
[01:05.94] I'm out here perfecting my skills as a wordsmith
[01:08.16] Man stay chilled, the tip of the iceberg
[01:09.61] I bill my piff and burn it
[01:10.86] I'm going so raggo
[01:12.58] Flowing up like ammo
[01:14.16] Bunning crow 'til I feel it in my bone marrow
[01:17.36] Staying fly like arrows
[01:18.83] But hiding in the shadows
[01:20.54] My man resides in a timeless place beyond the gallows
[01:23.70] I'm going so raggo
[01:25.38] Flowing up like ammo
[01:26.94] Bunning crow 'til I feel it in my bone marrow
[01:30.19] Staying fly like arrows
[01:31.63] But hiding in the shadows
[01:33.38] My man resides in the gallows
[01:36.01] Slap a brudda up on the back of the head
[01:37.26] If he try address me wrong and I best be strong
[01:38.95] If a man handle him and then that's ambling
[01:40.56] In fact that's execution from a standing swing
[01:42.22] And as a matter of fact, I wouldn't stand by him
[01:43.75] When you get hit with the skull on a random ting
[01:45.43] I see the minimum amount of animation given to a situation
[01:47.42] How a brudda's gonna handle it?
[01:48.54] And if I bounce and a brudda try stand and swing
[01:50.20] I won't prep to resort to a strangling
[01:51.90] Like damn Wizzy be going ham on him
[01:53.41] Might pork that beat like Cameron
[01:55.02] And the day you see me flop in a diss
[01:56.63] Be the day Fliptrix eat ham again
[01:58.39] And the day you see Flip flop in a diss
[01:59.88] Be the day Feeto meet Sam again
[02:02.47] Really though, really though
[02:03.75] I got the key, key to the citadel
[02:05.30] I've gotta eat, vitamins, minerals
[02:06.93] I'm on the beat, listen and hear me though
[02:08.45] Really though, really though, I'm on a roll
[02:10.16] Look how they flocking to see me though
[02:11.29] Really though, I got the world, world in my palm
[02:13.28] Why you try snatch it? Sit back and chill it out
[02:14.80] Here we go in a row, Wizzy combo, Wizzy galore
[02:17.29] Lyrical killer now, is it a will, Wizzy on court?
[02:19.66] Wizzy implores, the mandem are similar
[02:21.24] I'm on the ball, you're not at all
[02:23.00] I'm sussing problems that you couldn't figure out
[02:24.49] Can't figure out, do Figaro
[02:26.03] None of your content ain't nothing to sing about
[02:28.10] I'm going so raggo
[02:29.36] Flowing up like ammo
[02:30.99] Bunning crow 'til I feel it in my bone marrow
[02:34.17] Staying fly like arrows
[02:35.69] But hiding in the shadows
[02:37.34] My man resides in a timeless place beyond the gallows
[02:40.50] I'm going so raggo
[02:42.12] Flowing up like ammo
[02:43.79] Bunning crow 'til I feel it in my bone marrow
[02:46.91] Staying fly like arrows
[02:48.42] But hiding in the shadows
[02:50.10] My man resides in the gallows
[03:22.26]