Swave Sevah - DJ Unknown Freestyle lyrics

Published

0 194 0

Swave Sevah - DJ Unknown Freestyle lyrics

[Intro: Breez Evahflowin', El Juba, and Swave Sevah] El Juba: Yeah Swave Sevah: True Breez Evahflowin': Yeah, hahaha El Juba: The wrong place to be Breez Evahflowin': What? El Juba: Uh Breez Evahflowin': On some Three the Hard Way sh** Swave Sevah: Stronghold El Juba: The Easy E Breez Evahflowin': Cvees! Hah. What? El Juba: What's my name? I'm El Jube Breez Evahflowin': El Juba El Juba: Pa** the mic to me Breez Evahflowin': Set it off, set it off like Swave Sevah: Set it off El Juba: Yeah Swave Sevah: What? Breez Evahflowin': Uh, uh [Verse 1: El Juba] Splash, impact your whole cash flow. This is Your last show. I'll take your light and glow Fill up the dark like an incense stick when sparked Father of the drum, father of the heart Juba handjob pop-lock maneuver Twist up a sweat then freeze Praise the ancient emcees [Verse 2: Breez Evahflowin'] Now here come the Breez Caught Hercules on the mic. My cloth's Leather, gray. Get blind the Swave Sevah way (Every day) ‘til the life decay My brother from TBA: [Verse 3: Swave Sevah] S-W-A V-E, Cvees member, fly flow inventor Microphone bender injure Tender pretender contenders What? Now who want it? [Verse 4: El Juba] I'm atomic, doggone it. I get respect The mothership connect and then dip Invisible spiritual ninja Spit a verse, sure it can injure Negative energy. Love is The musical weapon that we shoot at the enemy Bop! Gunshot got you doing the wop Blow up the jazz, electric hip hop k** your diseases, freestyle and free The mind, cure the eyes of the blind Every vortex that spin on your spine Will 3-6-0 degree a full day [Verse 5: Breez Evahflowin'] Ain't no way y'all will fold me flat Like Moe Dee Jeep on Cool J cap Stronghold, we creep on through these cracks Unknown laid beats onto these tracks The rap regulator, debater of thoughts I hate cheeba hawks. I could sense ‘em like Peter Parker. Marker, marker on the wall Now, what crew rock harder? It's ours Your material's ethereal. Although my name is Breez Your broad know I'm hard to my N-U-T [Verse 6: Swave Sevah] Let it be known Swave, DJ Unknown, Breez, and Juba Got targets locked, ready to stop these intruders (Stop it) It's like we throwing darts when the flowing start And emcees, they're guaranteed to take a fall like Owen Hart Where's you pen? Rap books rip ‘em apart It takes more than a hot verse to get with this art The beta blood in these waters and I'm swimming with sharks Act funny in the spotlight ‘cause my n***as is dark Made the bigger n***a shrink. Wanted to battle, yo Called him DiCaprio and watched his dumb a** sink Yo, I probably could think, write it down in ink Record it, have it in stores before you could blink [Verse 7: El Juba] You flunk. I chart. You drop I'll reach the top, tap two chicks stashing the art Whine ‘til they sweet, minds get dark and deep A moment is a secret locked in the street Tell him, “Don't brag to your good girlfriends In the club. They'll collect my love on their lips And chin.” To pimp is a very bad sin But the only way to climb high in a world Ruled by men. I don't write with a feather pen I cheat to get elected president I fight for the Unknown. My voice a verse I don't teach a child to curse Ain't along for the platinum ice, playboy lifestyle Who left the minds of the young in s**? And love limelight over sunshine? Chase dirty money. Now they're running from the one time (Whoop, whoop) Who is the victim who did the crime? My Florida pirate radio rhymes Well, f** it. Good with the hood love Not the fake, big dollar, Hollywood love [Verse 8: Breez Evahflowin'] I hope mami got a good rub of the log, stays right Y'all straight amateur night and silly like A Sinbad suit, run to tower like, “Shorty, you don't Spend that loot.” Play a sample of your stash She shut it off glad, then was handing over a** Trash, “No cla**”—word to Rudy and Russell And truly type booty like the gluteus muscle Bounce like [?] doing the Hustle Evahflow for those who remember the days All-around like the tits on ebony A's ‘Til the heavenly blaze, get you loose and then Introduce these hens to Ben (Who?) [Verse 9: Swave Sevah] Ben Dover, stretched in a black Range Rover Get what we want, then we show these b**hes no love Don't let her smoke no bud, let her feel so bugged Then when she start complaining, you reply, “So what?” “Like it or leave it. Love me or leave me” “Sorry that's how you see me, but that's how Cvees be” Real life or T.V., we just unwind, recline The remainder get blind like Stevie What?

You need to sign in for commenting.
No comments yet.