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Fair Weather

Fiyablasta

I Digress

21

Rap

Tekst piosenki
Chorus: It's Top-City's hip hop witty spitting Flow's so cold all foes frostbitten Next the heat I speak leave them sweating because I Got fair weather skills; every season I'm as tight Verse 1: So let me grab the mic; swoon you like Sinatra Cause frankly I'm the star on this sonata From the moonlight to the break of dawn Cause those faking pawns will only make you yawn Accomplished my dreams being haters' nightmare Riding beats like a dark knight on a white mare Stallion - Styling! You look like what not to wear And PYT's see Fiya B and turn on tender loving care Cause I'm a sick being with sniffling. These slick things Flows like a runny nose. Puffs, we pass those Like Sean Combs nickname but this change Didn't make him spit flames, so I'm still sickening Cold and feverish, but I'm never resting Contaminating stereos - Ear infection Going worldwide like a new pandemic And now the globe's feeling all my new jams in it Cause Chorus: It's Top-City's hip hop witty spitting Flow's so cold, all foes frostbitten Next the heat I speak leave them sweating because I Got fair weather skills; every season I'm as tight (Every season I'm as tight) Got fair weather skills; every season I'm as tight (Every season I'm as tight) Got fair weather skills; every season I'm as tight Verse 2: Words serve me like a Journey so "Don't Stop" believing Each verse is like cursive; meaning It all K'Nex. So I play with my sets And eventually you see what creativity gets And I got it as a gift at no special occasion So I share with everyone at any location No need for ovations or heavy rotations Although most folks don't agree with those statements So they shower me with love Cause every bar is clean like I'm showering with Dove Even though my product placement is underground like Tub- Man, they still give me a hand like I'm a glove So when you put me on hope you see me as the fittest On the bill of the new era rappers; I ain't talking 'bout no fitteds Cause I spit with thinking cap on so you won't keep your caps on Unless you're saying, "GIVE HIM THE SPOTLIGHT!" and clap on Outro: What? It's just a Figa of Speech...
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