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Artiste : AZ
Titre : Carnival
[AZ]
Yeah, I like this
It´s like, like creepin´ up on ´em

[AZ]

What makes a MC left-raise his entry?
For me, once a brace left Daise in a frenzy
Faces envy with the grace of Pimp C
It´s never complicated, the basics been me
From straight with ten Gs to racin´ Bentleys
Cool from the junk to lacin´ Jet Li
Convince me, who cooler out in Aruba?
Blowin´ ounces with Buddha, I know the rouse the manoeuvre
Pursue or let´s speak about it, I keep a stylist from here to Falice
To fornicatin´ at Caesar´s palace, balance both feet on the concrete
Calmin´ me, throw that heater in my own reach
From Palms Beach to the pretty sands in the Turks
Fifty grand disperse, never plan for the worst
Let me work (Haha), I wrote it just how I quote it

It´s hopeless tryin´ to decode it, the Moses not for the moment

[Logic]
Yeah, ayo, life´s a bitch, we knew that
Guns drum, where the loot at?
Chillin´ at the crib bumpin´ Lupe and Lute Pack
Rhymin´ since 2001, I´m Stanley Kubrick
Shinin´ with my eyes while it´s shut like it´s clockwork
Four metal jackets got you walkin´ awkward
Rather this away, your life? All this money just a fur coat
Bezerk on the beat, machine work
´Til I´m spacin´ out like Captain Kirk, wanna know my net worth?
Motherfucker got ten milli´, that´s cute, you ain´t in my network

My money Oceans Eleven, y´all snatchin´ a purse
Black and white like clerks, take ´em to church
With the verse, choppin´ samples with Doc in another universe
It´s God level, the rebel nobody could revel
I´m sick as the devil, I´m Dwayne Johnson, you fuckin´ pebble
Presidential with the bezel, never one to embezzle
My dick big, my money gross, let´s toast to excess
Peep the success, bitch, I´m in the middle of Little Italy
Literally, no way you could ever get rid of me
´Cause I started from the bottom, the basement, the fuckin´ garbage
Now I´m on top and you talkin´ shit, hell, nah, bitch

You mad that I´m rich, you mad that I made it
I rub it in your face and paint it in your blood just to illustrate it
Leave these pussies castrated and faces exacerbated
Spend all day talkin´ about me, you fascinated
I rip your intestines out of your abdomen through your asshole
And choke you with ´em, I´m sicker than Venom
I´ll murder you like OGs in prison do to child molesters and rapists of women
I´ma be the shark that grew legs and evolved from swimmin´
You know I started from the bottom, flows, I got ´em
Bars, I got ´em, yeah, you know I fuckin´ got ´em
Leave you stutterin´ to g-g-get shit out like Joe Biden

Ridin´ in the whip with the homies on some m.A.A.d city shit
This that gritty shit, Brooklyn 9-5, New York City shit
You can hate me now, P. Diddy shit
I start up from the bottom, man, I really did
And everything they say is true when you get really big, I made it

[ Funkmaster Flex]
Woo-hoo-hoo
Amazing, I hate it, I see it
Logic, that´s a verse
That is a verse, that , wow
Woah