Project blz Lyrics

South east london straight from the underground

You call it a city but we be callin' it the towns my morals are that if your fake then you cannot be around

I told my mama that i promise that I'm gonna make her proud

Told her i will make her proud so i rap loud

To the crowd make some sound that's a rap cloud

The fact that I'm only thirteen and i can still stand proud

Y you tweaking is it cause i flow like a grey hound

Honestly, i so blessed i get to eat with the bredrin

You think that i come second i jus came for the seconds

Yeah my last name must be smith cause I'm rolling with a wesson

Man pull up on me i think ill teach him a lesson

Because who is as hot as me

I'm a rap prodigy

I spit anomalies

You can rub me wrong like a genie

And all of your chicks they be tryna see me

And you know that its impossible to be me

And you will never catch me outside without a beanie

Spitting my lyrics like they are 3d huh

So I'm back bringin the 90s flow on the track

Put your hands up then wave it like that

Up and down through the crowd the drums are real fat

Drake can't rap thats a fact

Look at the crowd soon it will be jam packed yeah

I have lyricism like my name is 2pac yeah

So i dont think ill get any more sleep until

I'm 6 feet deep or i write way too much and my hand starts to bleed

So ill proceed to feed all the aggression in the seed

When you flow is so bad its like a dried out weed

And its crazy the fact half of you cant read

You cant keep up with the flow or my rhymes

Or my beats

You all rhyme with two left feet

Honestly dealing with you boys is exhausting

A threat to me that is simply insulting

I aint afraid of death im immune to the coffin

My style is to clean like ive just had a shower

And you all are so slow you be rhyming by the hour wait

I'm woven tight just like a percades

Todo negro como si fuera miércoles

Con la cantidad que rao pierdes

No rockeo con ningún doble no ingles

Gonna switch back cause my throat is starting to tingles

I should probably switch the flow

Where he go i dont know pray to jesus im the pope

Nah, I'm kidding i just may choke

Gotta stay woke never broke, keep the hope

In the scope my pen moves land like a slope

That is simply how i cope bopping up and down practically you want smoke huh

No, you dont

Let me catch my breath fill the air in my lungs in my chest dealing with stress I wont go in to depth

People think im fresh on the scene like new

I think they just need a better view

I aint no statue

Just allergic to the trash you listen to achoo

I wouldn't want to be you im a gangster-like my name is ryans Toy review

I've been through half the stuff you pretend that you've been through

I'm sorry for your very fake scenarios here's a tissue

Now coming to the end of the song thanks for listening

I hope this track left you glistening

Honestly, my throat hurts think i need some conditioning

May just switch the style of rap i think that is transitioning

That is me done now its still blaze