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FIYABLASTA lyrics : "Fair Weather"

Chorus
It's Top-City's hip hop witty spitting
Flow's so cold all foes frostbitten

Next the heat I speak leave them sweating because I
Got fair weather skills; every season I'm as tight


Verse 1:
So let me grab the mic; swoon ya like Sinatra
Cause frankly I'm the star on this sonata

From the moonlight to the break of dawn
Cause those faking pawns will only make you yawn
Accomplished my dreams being haters' nightmare

Riding beats like a dark knight on a white mare
Stallion - Styling! You look like what not to wear
And PYT's see Fiya B and turn on tender loving care

Cause I'm a sick being with sniffling. These slick things
Flows like a runny nose. Puffs, we pass those
Like Sean Combs nickname but this change

Didn't make him spit flames, so I'm still sickening
Cold and feverish, but I'm never resting
Contaminating stereos - Ear infection

Going worldwide like a new pandemic
And now the globe's feeling all my new jams in it
Cause


Chorus:
It's Top-City's hip hop witty spitting

Flow's so cold, all foes frostbitten
Next the heat I speak leave them sweating because I
Got fair weather skills; every season I'm as tight

(Every season I'm as tight)
Got fair weather skills; every season I'm as tight
(Every season I'm as tight)

Got fair weather skills; every season I'm as tight

Verse 2:

Words serve me like a Journey so "Don't Stop" believing
Each verse is like cursive; meaning
It all connects (K'nex). So I play with my sets

And eventually you see what creativity gets
And I got it as a gift at no special occasion
So I share with everyone at any location

No need for ovations or heavy rotations
Although most folks don't agree with those statements
So they shower me with love

Cause every bar is clean like I'm showering with Dove
Even though my product placement is underground like Tub-
Man, they still give me a hand like I'm a glove

So when you put me on hope you see me as the fittest
On the bill of the new era rappers; I ain't talking 'bout no fitteds
Cause I spit with thinking cap on so you won't keep your caps on

Unless you're saying, "GIVE HIM THE SPOTLIGHT!" and clap on

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