Cover art for Spaced Out Introduction by Aziz

Spaced Out Introduction

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Spaced Out Introduction Lyrics

I’m always plotting on my future
But I never seem to calculate it perfect
An Insomniac working, if you Think I’m nice now, son I barely scratched the surface
I'm always writin verses on compositions my homie made and wanted me to murder
Aiming higher than Aziz Ansari in your Google searches
I’m always on the move and You never move with purpose
We always move as a unit like the waves when you surfing
I was made to spit rhymes, no rehearsal in the circle
With the homie color purple, Family matters like urkel
The Program is Lions, really no lambs
Nasty when I kick it like toe jam
Chilling getting lifted with the brohams
My man toked the sour now he hasn’t spoke for hours
My whole sound is refreshing like you took the coldest shower
Devoting doctors hours every week for the power
I don’t need to eat if I got beats to devour
I be losing track of time in the booth to tell the truth
I been awake many nights to give this present to you
A 90 baby no buts, ifs, or maybes
We got cell phones in exchange for our pagers
When colleges were the only place that had facebook
Recapturing the time that my old workplace took
I'm on the rise, its such a shame I just look at your face, shook
Chris Paul dime, I'm such a great look
Some food for thought, heres a meal that you can't cook
A flow you can't mimic, just a page out my rhyme book
I rip it out at the seam unevenly
A couple words cutoff, but fuck it
That verse’ll never make the cutoff, so back to writin
Me and the paper are in the clash of titans, Don’t ask whos fightin
Girls love me the way I am so beauty sleep im sacrificing
Bring the beat to life then I drop it and collapse it lifeless
Let you squares roll out like a pack of dices
All you copycats who have to bite this, have to cite this
And put this in your reports, maintain a repoir
Tryna steal my words and claim them as yours
I want XXL and front page of the Source
This shit give you the chills all through your veins and ya pours
Things are different the scenes is changing up more
Things are not the same as before
But you know A is the same and when he came in the door
Hungry nigga scooping up change off the floor
And staying away from dangerous whores
Eatin humble pie is my favorite course
So you can check your fame at the door
Cause I don’t get starstruck
Some of the biggest stars really need to get their bars up
They really need to get their bars up
Light
You talkin bout swagger but your music still chips
Just acting, niggas Will Smith
Yeah, it's Daydreams of a Spaceshot
This is Aziz man, if you didn't know by now. You spell that A-Z-I-Z

But onto the album, you can call it a mixtape if you feel like that
Shouts to SKetcho

Jengsala man, 3-D, Light

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August 1, 2011
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