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i'm blow'd stee-mix - the era footwork crew lyrics

{verse 1}
we innovated this shit
that mean we laid blueprints for footwork, it wasn’t bout getting rich
9 to 5 taking shit
working for chips with no dip
bottom of the totem pole, and that don’t go with my fit
i got a, fresh dad hat kicks is retro (number 9)
in the circle k!lling off the petro (every time)
that’s g-a-s, yes we the best
if you contest, put keys in chest
you know the rest nigga
move like a vet nigga
learned that from some older pak niggas (free que)
era gang bringing terra back nigga (free ag)
no you can’t hang with us, can’t bang with us
got some niggas that’s dangerous
can’t lab with us
every round spectacular, know i’m spazzing cause. (im blowed….)

{verse 2}
we really doing it, having and pursuing it
we giving life to the game
yall tried to ruin it
niggas suckas and they haters, “09” was chasing paper
same time footworked my way up
want our placement, gotta take it nigga
how you cold without the basics
on the road destined for greatness
remained the same, and never lane switched
mixing new wurkz, and some skates with shit
i learned from granny basement
that was right off 91st, but niggas know im east side crazy
state to to going brazy, different countries niggas shady
but we ain’t worried about that lately
leave them niggas till that hating, cause
bulb keep that backpack, hit niggas with hack sacks
flip wurkz like flap jacks, them circles i tax that
we wolves yall rat packs. lo

4x’s
im blow’d

in l.a.,
im blow’d, in the city
im blow’d, to the bay
im blow’d nyc

- the era footwork crew lyrics

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