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Brooklyn Lorenzo - Hard Wax Lyrics



Brooklyn Lorenzo - Hard Wax Lyrics
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Got me back up on my grain
Hear my bars, see my fangs
How I flushed out every drain
Like it's poison in my veins
You gone see me entertain'
When I pot out both panes
If you think that I'm insane
Wait for this next bang
Nigga!
Who the f*ck told 'em that I do not Rock?
Who the f*ck told 'em that I do not Pop?
Who the f*ck told 'em that I'm not the Top
When workers is screamin' they claimin' they Hot
Who the f*ck told 'em that I do not Stop?
Who the f*ck blamin' the kettles the Pot?
I would not drink and I would not settle
For sippin' and swiggin' to party a lot
Shhhhhh... You don't hear that?
Man that sound like some Hard Wax
I would never sell dreams
Just so I can make a drop
Thinking you a better me
Must've been off your top
I was seekin' better means
Till I let the bottom rot
You could call 'em felonies
How I put 'em all on lock
So how much it cost to get back on top?
How many waitin' approachin' the drop
Monogram III is coming to chop
Everything that they said I am not
And how much it cost to lock up the room?
Highjack the scene and pad up the tune
Clear it's like sheen adjusting the zoom
They follow the Fein
They love on a Loon
I cannot wait to drop this real soon
They want the plate,
The fork & the spoon
I cannot wait they want this real soon
I give 'em a face to light up the room
What!
Who the f*ck told 'em that I do not Rock?
Who the f*ck told 'em that I do not Pop?
Who the f*ck told 'em that I'm not the Top
When workers is screamin' they claimin' they Hot
Who the f*ck told 'em that I do not Stop?
Who the f*ck blamin' the kettles the Pot?
I would not drink and I would not settle
For sippin' and swiggin' to party a lot
Y'all ready for Monogram III?
Just know!
What ever Take Notes on
Stay drippin' on that Hard Wax
Ya Dig?
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Got me back up on my grain
Hear my bars, see my fangs
How I flushed out every drain
Like it's poison in my veins
You gone see me entertain'
When I pot out both panes
If you think that I'm insane
Wait for this next bang
Nigga!
Who the f*ck told 'em that I do not Rock?
Who the f*ck told 'em that I do not Pop?
Who the f*ck told 'em that I'm not the Top
When workers is screamin' they claimin' they Hot
Who the f*ck told 'em that I do not Stop?
Who the f*ck blamin' the kettles the Pot?
I would not drink and I would not settle
For sippin' and swiggin' to party a lot
Shhhhhh... You don't hear that?
Man that sound like some Hard Wax
I would never sell dreams
Just so I can make a drop
Thinking you a better me
Must've been off your top
I was seekin' better means
Till I let the bottom rot
You could call 'em felonies
How I put 'em all on lock
So how much it cost to get back on top?
How many waitin' approachin' the drop
Monogram III is coming to chop
Everything that they said I am not
And how much it cost to lock up the room?
Highjack the scene and pad up the tune
Clear it's like sheen adjusting the zoom
They follow the Fein
They love on a Loon
I cannot wait to drop this real soon
They want the plate,
The fork & the spoon
I cannot wait they want this real soon
I give 'em a face to light up the room
What!
Who the f*ck told 'em that I do not Rock?
Who the f*ck told 'em that I do not Pop?
Who the f*ck told 'em that I'm not the Top
When workers is screamin' they claimin' they Hot
Who the f*ck told 'em that I do not Stop?
Who the f*ck blamin' the kettles the Pot?
I would not drink and I would not settle
For sippin' and swiggin' to party a lot
Y'all ready for Monogram III?
Just know!
What ever Take Notes on
Stay drippin' on that Hard Wax
Ya Dig?
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Writer: Brooklyn Dimas
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Performed By: Brooklyn Lorenzo
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Brooklyn Dimas

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