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OxyMorons, CHRONIC (Oz), Red Haze (Oz), Jay Biago, Ason $hade
Zig-Zag Stories, 2024, İngilizceSözler
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Verse 2: Red Haze
Uh, uh
Comin thru with my raw style, sraight chrome to the dome
I'm in need of a cone, I'm on my own, I'm stressing out
I needa get in the zone I'm an OxyMoron who listens to Bone
I'm like Wish Straitjacket holding the chrome
Gotta have that cheese for the green leaves
So I can light up the daily nug trees
Where I wanna be is up there you know my steez
Got two rings, two victims they felt the rage
Got the blood on them, that's why I put the Red in Red Haze
I'm feeling amazed, while I'm in this rap craze
It's the Microphone torturer gonna raisе, call me Special-Ed coz I got it made
Now I gotta gеt out of this maze
Me Jay and CHRONIC getting hella blazed, I ain't fazed
Young Hydro gonna put you in the grave
Straight, whippin', rippin', spittin', grabbin the mic - ignitin'
Know you're frightened, flow is tightened, skill has heightened Straight brightened, leavin' them lames cryin'
Brain fryin'
Verse 3: JAY
Aye sus it
Thinking this guy is devoted, my time limit’s woven
JAYdie be the grimiest chosen, I might be the spokesman
Try to laugh at this, I’m leaving even Hyenas choking
Find me with the potion, homies really light weed and smoke it
I heard your new shit, finished then I kindly dispose it
That shit’s dry,bar none highly eroded
We vibey and loaded, hard bars are likely notion
Really fighting these emotions led to finding me broken
But blimey I’m explosive, I’m like a rhyming locomotive
Shiny diamond roses what I’m out to spit, you can quote it
Mighty fine I know this, we just be finding you hopeless
But I be writing non stop, got hit with lightening then spoke it, argh
I said you’ve seen what I’ve pitched, but I’ve been batting
Praise me like the Lord cause the doG been backwards
Aye, I shake minds so I can take mines back
And never flipped a Q, but it’s bomb with the way that I rap
No doubt, my set so foul with mad dope sounds
Got me head scratching how we never get no clout
But we still making hell more sound, and pound for pound
You got hit with the chronic haze jay, get smoked out
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