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breez evahflowin' freestyle (frank151: that grown man) - frank151 lyrics

frank151 ft. breez evahflowin’ – “breez evahflowin’ freestyle (frank151: that grown man)”
[produced by dj static (original instrumental from outpost – “blaze”)]

[intro: breez evahflowin’]
word to pf cuttin (it’s breez evahflowin’). yeah (frank151). outpost (breez evahflowin’). stronghold

[verse 1: breez evahflowin’]
you know i’m
spitting like i’m not the one. you gon’ get it like
i dropped a ton. represent it to the top
or i’m dropped and done. come together where hip hop
is from. you can’t finish what has not begun
the acidic sh-t i “hok” from lungs go hard
in a game full of p-ssy, expect lots to c-m/come
give me the rock, drop it, son. i’ll stack house
leaving n-ggas cracked out like, “the lobster’s done” (no money)
son, your label, staff, and attorney’s shook
turnt frank into fahrenheit and burned these books
pages of lasers, powerful presence on stages
silence contested through phrases. i pray the silence is contagious
you taking me in a battle is outrageous. thinking
of fishes when i smell your fragrance. this h-llish agent
of god rip through so many squads, i’m getting bored of celebration
f-cking with me, you and your fame will meet with separation
name spoken with that little pause of hesitation
like reawakening thoughts of those lost inside the matrix
hate this at a distance but love it when you face it
discovered in the bas-m-nt, replaced the basic
n-ggas talk sh-t to rick, invade the sp-ces
then split like fists that hit with razor faces
my discharge leave your brain wave dislodged
i hit hard like gta cars at six stars
the sick squad stronghold owning this sh-t ‘cause
y’all n-ggas straight -ss like the pole in a strip club
chicks love general breez, hit clubs
get big hugs followed by a genital squeeze. i’ll run
sh-t with minimal ease. promoters know
for the good show, n-ggas be depending on breez
independent emcee to the highest degree
i’ll be (in the place to be). yeah. ahahah
a-one, two, hah. and you don’t stop
i’ma spit like a n-gga need medical drops
make room like chemicals dropped and do
good for the hood like red on a cop—right on the spot

- frank151 lyrics

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