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gitlaud! - mike east & zak lyrics

mike:
collapsed on the mattress, lax like flacid genitals
gl-ss pipe packed with m-ssive scr-ps of medical
takin’ about seven pulls, then blastin’ the ash out
while crankin’in’ out decibels and smashin’ your gl-ss house
about to p-ss out with the subwoofers peakin’
because you f-cking get tired when you make bangers all weekend
but the kick sounds off, somebody bring the beat back!
zak:
hey, i’m pounding on your door!
mike:
sh-t, what’s happenin’, zak?
zak:
yo, i hear the cops coming – try to drown the sirens out
don’t cease – release beasts. let the tigers and lions out
oh my! bear in mind, we don’t need to carry 9’s, loaded up the larynx – flow with double-barrelled rhymes
f-ck fighting fair. turn and shoot at four paces
and i rap like three bears eating at porridge places
so before i go nursery on these rhymes, lemme shed light
some too hot, some too cool, but me? i’m just right
from the depths of h-ll to the pearly gates of heaven
everything will shake when we play at these decibel levels
so this town permeates with sick sounds every time we…

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zak:
spit hot as bare feet on asphalt steppin’
named zak, spelled like a frenchman’s -ssault weapon
gozilla on this track, you’ll see this beast coming
h-ll, the whole east coast can hear this beat thumping
stand and rap on the train, you know i smash it the same
i got that ice in my veins as cold as baths in ukraine
vile spittin’, dial digits, homie sharpen your t–th
done singing, phone’s ringing, yo pick up, east!

mike:
answer the cell, but don’t expect to hear the caller, zak. volume’s only risin’, might as well tell ’em to holler back
no release, all attack on the envelope
hear the tremelo from the lfo on that telephone?
you never know, our sh-t blares like witch
“would you f-ckin’ kids keep it down?”
yeah right, b-tch
we should be sellin’ this ep with lifetime window replacements on account of what happens when the b-ss hits
whether you’re gettin’ popular with the in crowd
or nerdin’ it up in cl-ss, doin’ without
take a hit of this, pal, manufacture a thick cloud, and…

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- mike east zak lyrics

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