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Performed By: Lexcs Ahziz
Written by: Robert Hill




Lexcs Ahziz - Exposed Lyrics




Caliber type flow's shock your cerebral
Choke you like an asthmatic son I am leathal
Be an umbrella, I will soak up ya fitted
Release my eagle guts, yes I have shitted

Everybodies getting it gotta upgrade my fitness
Man, woman, or child won't leave no witness
Like this bad economy, shut down ya business
Let's end the bulls ness, showcase the realness

A natural born killer, G O rilla
Son I don't feel pain so yes I will kill ya
Slow ya age down like miss daisy
Send proof to ya of me teabagging ya lady

I'm high shut up, before I release my eagle guts
I'm tough knuckle up, or get hollows in ya truck
Listen up or get beat up we blaqman hustlers
Making cats sweat like fat chicks in the summer

We're on it, like thoroughbreds in a race
Exposing the fakes showing cats on the take
Blaqman keeps it real so get outta our face
Cause when we erase you it ain't no mistake
We stay on it, we in the race
We expose cats, that's on the take
We Blaqman baby get outta our face
We will erase ya make no mistake

The entire World to me is one big joke,
That's why you always catch me laughin while I'm blowin smoke,
Constant stupidity is what you invoke,
I'ma sit here, relax and enjoy the show!
Follow the leader is what you're all about,
Nothing but a crowd of cowards spouting off at the mouth,
You all gather round stomp your feet on the ground,
Lookin like a bunch of fools with your head in the clouds,
I mean up your asses f*ck the masses,
You all go to class and obey your masters,
You won't break the mold and you're selfish bastards,
I will never fit any of your stupid standards,
I think for myself and opinions ain't shit,
I won't submit to man f*ck religion,
An abortion is the closest I'll get to having a kid,
If you got a problem too bad it's my body not his!
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Caliber type flow's shock your cerebral
Choke you like an asthmatic son I am leathal
Be an umbrella, I will soak up ya fitted
Release my eagle guts, yes I have shitted

Everybodies getting it gotta upgrade my fitness
Man, woman, or child won't leave no witness
Like this bad economy, shut down ya business
Let's end the bulls ness, showcase the realness

A natural born killer, G O rilla
Son I don't feel pain so yes I will kill ya
Slow ya age down like miss daisy
Send proof to ya of me teabagging ya lady

I'm high shut up, before I release my eagle guts
I'm tough knuckle up, or get hollows in ya truck
Listen up or get beat up we blaqman hustlers
Making cats sweat like fat chicks in the summer

We're on it, like thoroughbreds in a race
Exposing the fakes showing cats on the take
Blaqman keeps it real so get outta our face
Cause when we erase you it ain't no mistake
We stay on it, we in the race
We expose cats, that's on the take
We Blaqman baby get outta our face
We will erase ya make no mistake

The entire World to me is one big joke,
That's why you always catch me laughin while I'm blowin smoke,
Constant stupidity is what you invoke,
I'ma sit here, relax and enjoy the show!
Follow the leader is what you're all about,
Nothing but a crowd of cowards spouting off at the mouth,
You all gather round stomp your feet on the ground,
Lookin like a bunch of fools with your head in the clouds,
I mean up your asses f*ck the masses,
You all go to class and obey your masters,
You won't break the mold and you're selfish bastards,
I will never fit any of your stupid standards,
I think for myself and opinions ain't shit,
I won't submit to man f*ck religion,
An abortion is the closest I'll get to having a kid,
If you got a problem too bad it's my body not his!
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Writer: Robert Hill
Copyright: Lyrics © Alms Intl. Publishing

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