Bars & Nobles remix feat. Trek Life, Roc C, Blame One, LMNO

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Posse cut remix Produced by Dibiase

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Verse 1 Don Ron

Ay yo, plain and simple, simple and plain
Remain the same never change, regardless of my name or status I gain
Married to the game, Marry Jane got me going insane
Joy and pain embraced them the same
Never had a girl friend the color of cocaine
Never had to wear no fake chain to impress no dame
Drugs kill, and make people act insane
Others go Hollywood quick and forget my name
Had to remind them again, Don Ron from the Zoolay brand
I’m good money like a hundred grand, Yo
I’ll never take the stand in court against my fam
My lips stay sealed and wrapped like Saran
Its death before dishonor, I’m no snitch your honor
Lock me up, I’ll deal with my problems mañana
That’s the code, the G code coming from the West
Big up to Dibiase and I’m off to the left

Verse 2 ILLZ ONE

Its ILLZ ONE, the dynamic, rhyme fanatic
My brain capacity said to be well above average
Like soul food, the burner will boil your cabbage
Cause L.A. Unified cursed me with ways of the savage
So me spazzing out is automatic
They used to breed the strongest slaves, I got an athletic advantage
I get my hands dirty like mechanics
Back in the day we used to jack niggas for their Starter fabric
I was a prodigy that caused havoc, jack me?
You better mob deep to have a chance at it
Dead that, you better off playing in traffic
Get a bar, I’ll no look you one like I’m Magic
The Zoo forever on top like we stay in your attic
I spit them Turbo Graphic 16’s my archives like arcades filed with Classics
Bastards

Verse 3 Trek Life

I’m Trek Life bitch google me
Bing nigga Ask.com I’m sure that you will see
All the makings and all the trappings of what a true MC, is
Whatever school that you in, there’s no truancy
The mirror image is who my influence be, man I don’t fuck with yall niggas at all
I’m too stunning no flaws, and who want it I raw, call for the mic like the ball
In the last seconds, I’m good money
And this is just some cruise control word play shit
Full tilt a nigga hit like a middle linebacker blitz, sort of like a hat trick
It’s the 3 to the K, tre killer, blazing the purp your feelings hurt
While I watch your girl making it twerk
Man I gangbang words and introduce Native Tongues like Red Alert
My own language, the shit that I’m on is called banging
Nothing but dope line after and line your broad favorite and I’m out yall

Verse 4 Roc C

Let me get them Trek
Suicide, cyanide select all serpent types
Grown man on this Earth, trample on you mini life
Big boy body truck, all over your mini bikes,
Getting head from many dikes, You mini mice
Contact on the scene, blunt need another lite
Dance in the circle of death and bless plenty mics
Like whoa, the stowaway your biggest slave, Rhyme bout the yesterdays
I’m ROC!
Salute the God’s, still saying crime pay’s, pay you a visit in broad day
We go out and your broad pay’s, stumbled on a buried treasure
Couple dead bodies stuck together, roll through the stormy weather
Me and my clicks, after bowls of cheddar overseas Donatella
Slice through your Acapella, black Italy on the mozzarella bust shots at the dumb and jealous

Verse 5 Blame One

I spit heavy metal, Megatron, take you off I’m better on
Got a better bomb when my mic recites the letters long winded
Your shits wack, fuck who I offended, your near the holt of your career and I can ended
Minds bended getting bent off the Henny, leave you offended my styles splendid
Perfection in poem how I invented, demented I write in reverse, only to inform you
When I read it back from the paper it sounds normal
Travel through the portal of sound, you now entered immortal ground
My light shines down on those that I astound
Profound vision, my incision is what makes the cut
Bringing damage to average amateurs that face get crushed
Place the dutch in my hand put the mic inside, words strike like a lightening rode
I invite your squad, to my exclusive elimination ceremony
Its Blame one of a kind yeah I’m the one and only

Verse 6 LMNO

I let it out, I’m far from kooked up
I make the broth, while others get souped up
There’s not a cord that hasen’t been struck
So on that note, you know the tone death get stuck
Inherit a rut for what, strut with your mind shut
And wind up getting cut, no signs of letting up
Peddle to the meddle, door to the floor
It’s just a new version of what you’ve heard before
I’m more concerned, with the safety of a lady in Gaza, then any Lady GaGa
Extension of the saga, alotta crock and drama, restock for any occasion
Lock it down with voice activation
They’re not stunned that called captivation, raising awareness
No hypothetical guns for waving, a safe haven
For escaping the forsaken, standing room only, rocking the ovation

credits

from UNDENIABLE, released August 16, 2016
Produced by Dibiase
Featuring Trek Life, Roc C, Blame One, and LMNO

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ZOOLAY is a Los Angeles based rap duo with a golden era sound, buried beneath a refreshing taste of new school. The Hip Hop group was formed in 2006 and is now comprised of two mc’s, DON RON and ILLZ ONE.

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