AWARD

by L-Biz

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Watching a Kxng Crooked interview and listening to instrumentals...got inspired to hit the booth and vent a bit!... Now I bring to you "AWARD"

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Verse 1:

Welcome to your wake, I've awaken the monster within
Lyrical warning shots, i bare arms you bare witness to greatness
Thanks to this paper you see me rockin' the latest
Don't worry bout the haters, they hate cause I ain't they favorite
But lately they favorite rapper's a taste I been Wes Cravin'
The flavor that we savoring around here neighbor peep
That mean I slaughter lambs thats lame but claim beef
To make a statement, beat you through the pavement
Still you ain't street
I came to bomb like a test I never studied for
Shine like the sun, my crews a zoo that only studies war
Sun Tzu, lyrical war is my art craft
You paint a picture like you raw, I brush it off it's art class
I'm just a family man that rhymes abstract
Hard on my kids and you soft as a strippers ass clap
Now what that got to do with the price of the tea in china
Nothin
I felt compelled to remind you that your vagina, Uh
My flow slick and witty, that's why they rockin' wit me
Biz spit the crack then roll a sack, Conway Twitty
That's old school rock'n roll if you don't know no better
Fans say I'm the sickest with spittin, I hope they know I'm better
That was a double entendre montage bruh,
Emperor of rhyming word, welcome to my Taj Ma
So in the end, I'll be the best you can quote it
Half black, native american poet, spittin' that potent potion

Verse 2:

You see I'm tryna get a portion of that pie in the sky
While I'm alive, it's eye for an eye, I got 4 of those
Say you got a problem, I'm a doctor time for a dose
Prescribe a couple of these & a couple of these
And I'm giving my foe a doze
Oh you the shit and it's true, yo flow dookie
Say you spittin' crack, it's a fact, your bars Pookie
I'm a OG in this New Jack City, what you don't feel me now
But it took a OG to take Nino down
They call me Daddy Kane cause I don't half step
You prolly the type to fail ya Rorschach Test
I'm hopin' you wore a vest
Deliver slugs with no return address,
Or catch me postin' like postage on ya corner, packages no FedEx
These niggas claimin' Big Willy, I Nail son to a cross
You just a sacrificial pizzle boy I been a boss
Essentially I'm the vitamin they been waiting on
I come when it feels right, these other rappers taken long
Respect me like a Shogun, when I show up to the show bruh
Even though I'm doper, still rhymin' with chip on shoulder
And venom of deadly cobras, yo chick go nut when I go nuts
Stomp on yo ground wit soldiers, you be flee'n town like "Hold Up"
Competition they seem stressed, Think Bizzy a seemtress
Sorry sucka I don't pen that often
Too Bizzy watching my green stretch, out for that Rondo
Bag'em with the 9 yo, I'm used to running a Boston
Often
I feel compelled to fall back and retire
But my tread still good and trust I got the touch of Midas, Listen
I ain't gotta be agressive, I'm a tactician
Floyd ain't had KO in years, but don't he keep winning
And with that said, I think I'll exit the ring
There's no debating my greatness, it's a unanimous thing
So crown me the king
L-B-I-Z
Reppin' #Team ISB
Til I D-I-E
What!!!!

credits

released September 26, 2015
Produced By: Black Metaphor
Narrated By: KXNG Crooked (Crooked I)

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L-Biz Buffalo, New York

Artist & Creator of I.S.B. Music and iStayBizzy lifestyle brand. Hailing from Buffalo New York, L-Biz is one of the most electrifying artists of his genre. Blending intensely witty lyrics, Biz has captured the ears of audiences from Spain to Portugal and back to Italy. So, it's not hard to understand his slogan, "Work Hard, Play Hard, Stay Bizzy!" ... more

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