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blood missile - az lyrics

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[intro: raekwon]
what up?
i’ma tell you like this, yo

[verse 1: raekwon
can’t explain sh-t, vanquish kit
new aqua green wolverine scarf with some angel sh-t
i’m like the newest arm with platinum, gats say take his moms
rep a few gangstas, [?] in yukons
bullet jackets and hard ratchets, spiked gloves, yo
keepin’ it movin’ daddy, drivin’ a sax fifth
new 700s, blunts get pulverized
stomach, bust it open, see mad flies, then sling it
cocaine my middle name, fiendin’
bake a purple tape faster than hoodini
the drought is goin’ flood the houses on
hurricane’ll blow, just crash your dome
i’m like leon, one touch, jamaican in the [?]
gettin’ money or franklins, chillin’ with keon
chef, we gon’ need you to bring the ring home
and now that we on, can’t n0body interfere, begone
yo, don’t f-ck around and get your head washed
you could get led sauced, bullets in your face then [?] on
yo, bra, this is what i’m workin’ for
to lifeline b-tches, then the mother f-ckin’ work is up
speed past the new body, the gotti that we had
one for the head then drove off in a ski mask
fly brilliant guns is wise to sk!ll with
die to make a few pesos, try the real sh-t

[verse 2: az]
all hail the emperor, rooms the peninsula
fruits and fluids consumed at room temperature
max is miniature, fish nug in a stash
no love, a n-gga sinister
send a slug through your calf
pizazz, to try to absorb but they can’t possess
swag since the sheepdog era, still in the stance
grank’s, benji’s, frank’s, all the above
a lamp with my jewelry drapin’ up in the tub
love, just like the pope in rome
verbal intercourse, relax, open your dome
melon tone, pop off, felony pr-ne
why worry, eyes blurry, burberry cologne
[?] leon
live from n-y-c without a strip, n-gga spit
tryna improv me
let it be, i’m beyond all thoughts conceived
i’m a g, got comrades across the seas
out in belize with this broad, she’s a beast, for real
n-ggas’ll [?] to your door, to keep me chill
behind the wheel, a futuristic ron o’neil
superst-tious linguistics shows convo sk!lls
moves is mystic
maintain, stamina up
coupe compatible, but still this sh-t slam in the truck
just turn it up, mother f-cker

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