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AZ

The Format

 

The Format

(album: L.O.D.B: Last Of A Dying Breed - 2013)


I'm readyy
You know the chronicles the shit that if momma knew
The stress the drama dude the techs phenominal
Rapid fire, pecs thru the adominal
You bastard liars, it's me whos the honorable
Bathed and clothed up, shaved and close cut
Restraint from temptation was drained from both nuts
Hah... now the physical form verbalized thru the scriptures I was Biblically born
It's Ia Jerimiah, concieved thru the blunt fire
On kawasakis could wheelie up on one tire
Well respected, gel connected, got the method for the woody females perfected
For sure, very few flaws, heavy chevy 2 doors
Candy painted to give a nigga the blue balls
Course, this the life I chose
The bid, the 360, the cyphers closed c'mon

The format is real sickening, contagious
Here I come, AZ
Still, I don't have to run no games I've done those thangs

Young and gifted my tongues prolific
In the beached bungalow is how I brung in christmas
From the streets I'm a flow from the hungriest districts
Switch kicks, crisp when I come to them picnics
Play it slow, paper chase, stack, and lay low
Range rov, tinted all black the same old
Psychic mind, writes his ryhmes
Still turn the new leaf on my life of crime
No concerns with new beef whos as nice as I'm
It's confirmed from feet I'm still a sniper blind
Built my fame, spilt my pain
Politicing daily still tryn to milk the game
It's obvious that I'm real rap skills remain
I took some change and I'm still the same...

The format is real sickening, contagious
Here I come, AZ
Still, I don't have to run no games I've done those thangs

Learned the system
Rose from Izm
Jotted my jewels down like journalism
How I'm a move now it'll emerged thru wisdom
A pilgrim, prophisize puttin words to rhythm
Relating, an Adam Clayton in manifestation
Patient, meditating with them animals waitin
Pacing, like an M-8 that sealed it's fate
Let some years escape but I'm still in shape
I'm Chillin...
Deeply rooted, a beast with music
From best side to the east I'm too at peace to lose it
But love it, I still does it
Breathin off a Trump budget
Fresh outa Bloomies with the Louie luggage

The format is real sickening, contagious
Here I come, AZ
Still, I don't have to run no games I've done those thangs

done

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