Ears - Practice Hours 2 - Bonus [REMIX] - 'HEAR ME'

SAIMING X LC3 - DO4LUV

DAYS GRAFT

Romford Road

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[Intro – ad libs & reverb]

(Yeah… Kilo Bizniz in the building… ghost mode…)
(“act like you don’t know!” – reverb)
(smoke up, smoke up! – ad lib)


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[Hook 1]

"You a bitch ass ninja and you gonna die broke,
A motherfucking bum the punchline to a joke,
Keep fucking around and try to provoke,
When the time’s right promise you up in smoke."


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[Verse 1]

I don’t play with you lames, I don’t laugh at no clown,
Every word that I spit put a bitch in the ground.
I’m the fire in the booth, you just ashes and dust,
I turn enemies to memories, betrayal to rust.

Ninjas swear they hard, but they folding like clothes,
I’m the one who write the ending, I’m the one who compose.
Your career’s like your wallet—empty as fuck,
I got bars like a prison, you just down on your luck.

Popping collars in the 530, stomping like a giant,
This West Coast Wu-Tang, mafia alliance.
Better keep my name silent, or the smoke gon’ find you,
Talk slick, ninja, promise I’ll remind you.


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[Hook 1 – repeat]

"You a bitch ass ninja and you gonna die broke,
A motherfucking bum the punchline to a joke,
Keep fucking around and try to provoke,
When the time’s right promise you up in smoke."


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[Verse 2]

Fuck a record advance, I advance off my hustle,
Monetize every bar, watch my catalog double.
While you begging for a plate, I’m designing the feast,
You a pup in the yard, I’m a motherfucking beast.

Kilo Bizniz, yeah they know who the GOAT be,
I don’t need your approval or your industry trophies.
Spit venom on a beat, every track I’m a cobra,
You a rap crash dummy, straight fucked when it’s over.

Eyes on the bag, I don’t trip off no snake,
They gon’ test my loyalty, that’s a deadly mistake.
Keep my ninjas stitched-lip, code tighter than knots,
We the mafia, ninja—whether ready or not.


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[Hook 2]

"This Kilo Bizniz motha sucka act like you don’t know,
Sitting in the studio going in on a ghost,
All I see is dead weight, bums doing the most,
I exhale the smoke and let you drown in the toast."


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[Verse 3]

I put rappers in a coffin, let the DJ spin the burial,
Every flow is raw material, lyrical imperial.
Ain’t no mercy for the weak, ain’t no pity for the broke,
This the hustle and the grind, either swim or you choke.

From the 530 trenches where the villains get bread,
We don’t pray for forgiveness, we just aim for the head.
You the punchline clown, I’m the headline star,
Every bar’s a death note, better wish on a star.

Ghostwriting for your idol while I’m stacking my streams,
Two hundred tracks deep, I’m the nightmare of your dreams.
Independent with the crown, don’t confuse it with luck,
This the mafia forever, and we don’t give a fuck.


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[Hook 2 – repeat, layered ad libs]

"This Kilo Bizniz motha sucka act like you don’t know,
(smoke up, smoke up)
Sitting in the studio going in on a ghost,
(ghost mode, ghost mode)
All I see is dead weight, bums doing the most,
I exhale the smoke and let you drown in the toast."


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[Outro – fade out ad libs & reverb]

(“Die broke… die broke… up in smoke…” – reverb)
(Kilo Bizniz mothafucka, Smoked Out Mafia forever! – ad lib)



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