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higher freestyle - wrekonize lyrics

[intro]
(you’re now rockin’ with the best)
yep, when i was a kid, my mom said i was like
80 percent deaf, which really explains a lot
(bow down)
yep, ha, hey this goes louder right? now louder, louder
(turn my music high!)
ha, strange music, ha
(turn my music)

[verse 1]
higher than a helium balloon filling up full of holy smokes
who be f-cking with the morse code mayhem?
bet i batter anybody challenging the post
i’m -ssigned to the snake and bat
so you can throw away your basic facts
about them suckers and them ancient raps
with a baseball bat i (turn my music)
high high lemme be your savior
play the tunes loud, wouldn’t wanna be my neighbor
gimme the time to rhyme and i violate her
blowing her mind i’m like a live vibrator
back many many years ago
rock-a-fella fronted me out of a single due
just blaze made this track so i figure i would rap
on his sh-t it’s the least he can do
if you looking for nemesis i’m the better
the genesis i been thinking of sending this
but i need you to bleed on your knees and i leave
a disease no dreams or schemes you can reminisce
in the city where the pity’s indivisible
and the looking i been bookings all cynical
i been rocking so long in the interval
i’m here praying for a bit of the residual
shouts to the stone, hit me with a himmi i’ll be hyme ’til i’m gone
strange on the linen morse code on the bone
see a bunch of drones and i’m getting me a clone
how the f-ck you think you gettin’ by high
as kite when i’m out here raining bricks
yeah you wanna be famous
you ain’t even recognized by the strangers b-tch!

[hook] (2x)
turn my music high, high, high
high high, high, high, high

[verse 2]:
(b-tches)
they keep on running with the other
mother f-ckers over this dope fella
7 years and we got mad cheers
and we still ain’t never been invited to coach-lla
but that’s fine still on the grind
record tour time, show 89
woosta (worcester) been live denver’s alive
little rocks fly d-mn i’m high
we in tucson tattooed beauty with the boots on
bap-boom ringing what are you on?
i bet ya get ya flows from the groupon
i used to battle for the dough
but they made the rules change
from the free to no beat with the pen
well if i’m gonna write sh-t then i’m gonna write this
i don’t really need to diss you to win
give it away, give it away, give it away now
free styles like i never had to pay rounds
speak miles and i running round the playground
we foul and you loving every minute of it
got ’em all going snake and bat sh-t
my fundamentals l-m-n-o take the hat trick
you in a rental going mental bacon back bits
i’m here in the kennel on some face the fact sh-t

[hook] (2x)

- wrekonize lyrics

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