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Sangtekst: Casey Lee. Other. Blaze Finale.


Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh it's like this uh
It's like this yo
Yo when I rap on a song
Where you at is the storm
And when the gat's in my palm
Where you at is the wrong
Call me blaze 'cause
My bullets leave a trail this long
Frail is strong for you
Body got a panel to talk
The care is gone
The streets gave this man some arms
Every corner sellin' L and 'tron
This tale is one
You probably heard
Before 'cause my side is dark
Sick of rest, to the barrel
When it's time to spark
Got my keys in my wallet
But I lost my heart
And if I launch my guns
I'll be locked in dark
Skip the barber
You'll get faded for free
Plus parts, you got beef to start
Let me heat your grill
No pros, snub those
And your cats get peeled
Low-pros, no more
Bust a mack and peel
Cats conceal I keep mine
On my lap and chill
Ridin' shotgun
Even when behind the wheel
You know the dealThe B, the L, the A, the Z, the E
(Yeah)
The B, the L, the A, the Z, the E
(Uh)
The B, the L, the A, the Z, the E
(Uh-huh yeah)
The B, the L, the A, the Z, the E
(What?)
The B, the L, the A, the Z, the E
(Put em up yeah, no doubt yeah)
The B, the L, the A, the Z, the E
(Y'all ready for this)
The B, the L, the A, the Z, the E
(Y'all ready for this)
The B, the L, the A, the Z, the E
(Ay yo)Pull a semi, revolution is single
Even animals are Calico
Will desert my eagle
Got an abacus I'll teach you
How when I can be lethal
And when I bust they say united
At the Air Raid in Segal
Prepare for my people
Everything's equal
Everything's evil
Snypers tryna zappa me
Like Amad and Dwezil
It's the Q against the Kappa
And I'll step on you silly
She's gotta have it
But I took it and
I sold it for 50
Name is B-L-A
With the Z and the E
I push a CLK with a T and a V
I'll be on MLK
Any city you choose
The first time you ever spit
Was when you were
Shining my shoesThe B, the L, the A, the Z, the E
[x8]
Casey Lee