Azure (temp) - Ice Cubes lyrics
[Verse 1: Azure] His flow is nasty, k**ing it if you ask me DJs wanna mash me, flicking the spliff ashes Coming through a hundred shoes, these laces make me happy The faces that may pa** me, chasing me while they ask me: "Have you heard this fella deep into your cerebellum?" Beginning to share a hella fat stack of rhymes out your mind Pew, Pew, blastin' nines, square bu*t and maximize If you have a habit in rappin' the damn it past the mine b**hes are bad after nine, Riches and rags; hammertime Sippin' on 'gnac, trippin' off that, flippin' these raps; mastermind He stays low with his East Bay flow So tomorrow please follow dreams cuz he say so Yo it's heaven to take a glance, my denim was made in France My rhythms from the 90s, come find me but don't be afraid to dance Minor stats (designer bags) my stove smells like dimetapp And you can catch me and my homies rollin' round in 90s cabs [Hook] They say ooh, they say ahh We stay cool, we stay calm And If you haven't heard the name I've earned the flame Come determined to learn the game And shoot, shoot, shoot And give it to 'em raw They say ooh, they say ahh We stay cool, we stay calm And if you gotta do it Then do it baby My crew is the truest and they be Knowin' when I'm flowin' That I'll give it to 'em raw [Verse 2: Azure] Yeah, guns blazing with limited t-shirts on my back Infinite heaters from my raps, I punch and slap So pa-pa-pa-pa-pack your motherf**in' bags You're whack, ain't never coming back You're bent over my shoulder, so s**a chill I'll break-ya-break you down about an eighth, to fly away My dopeness is like the number eight, but sideways Besides me, there is no other guy your girl is looking for You try to take it to the back, but me, I swooped and took you fore Baby let's do it, mo solo And if you no comprende, yes or no no to Manolos and no I do not have a deal, I'm broke, and yes, I'm rapping still (Hold up homie, are you for real?) Possibly not, but grab the wheel I'm rolling down the block with my windows down But I'm bumping Miles Davis as the pimps go "wow" You better fix your style cuz we grade all things And my report was full of A's like a baseball team [Hook]