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BIG FRANK - Alarm Lyrics



BIG FRANK - Alarm Lyrics




Zem Zemma who got the keys to my freeza who am I
That boy that eats alot that likes his fattys smoked like pot
Give me some props like Big I'll tell you how it is on the Eastern blocks
Unlaced Tims with the uptight rims but I'm taking the ripta
That's just the life I'm in check it
Waiting for my moment when I start winning Coach
Leave me in dug out til the 9th inning
Cause I'm tired I need to retire been rapping for 10 years
To the same ol' choir my peers
And to these liars that said they will help my career
But I'm still here passing out these flyers damn
As I burn on this treadmill tryna shred meals
But I'm heavy stay on that 305 still
Rapping four four bars on a mofo flow turn to more green strictly
Protein on these bars mean
And these women looking fine like a piece of gold
My mack game gets me bout 40 low blows and 2 assist
Like who the hell is this and that
Forgot to mention the rulers back now who you messing it
Get your dew and split girls doing splits on the pole
Yeah I'm twenty-four yeah I know my role
On the regular me being the fat competitor my flows nice excetera well instead of the
Life that I had and the balls that are brag of
All day studying don't know about my math huh
This is my game my lane my shine my time
My name been distant since the pop Warner grind now

Bop to this oh shawty getting hot to this
You know me there's no spot to miss I come through
With the rowdy now bring your fist
Once I knock you out I'm taking your s***

Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me

Now tell me if you can smell the Frank is cooking
My flow is got you hook in and your soul is what I took in
I say, drop the bass now do it acapella
Helen Keller Listeners it's time to get saved now
As I rock with my boys down the block nobbing neck throbbing
Cause this beat really knocks
I be sipping on that Hi-c never high b
Only high is my jab, Frank the Ali
Woooah
What a gamble, dead Washington's make scandals
If you can't roll you can't handle within my panel
You ain't a man if you rock sandals you a female
At this point get candles I'm a rider
Don't get it twisted with street linguistics
Nothing in this world can't divide us
What I mean, I stay real in a world with conniving
Fake and crack a smile at your face yeah we all Relate now bop to this

Bop to this oh shawty getting hot to this
You know me there's no spot to miss I come through
With the rowdy now bring your fist
Once I knock you out I'm taking your s***

Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me

Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm

Now Bop to this oh shawty getting hot to this
You know me there's no spot to miss I come through
With the rowdy now bring your fist
Once I knock you out I'm taking your s***

Are you gonna stop it ahhhhhhhhhhh
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Zem Zemma who got the keys to my freeza who am I
That boy that eats alot that likes his fattys smoked like pot
Give me some props like Big I'll tell you how it is on the Eastern blocks
Unlaced Tims with the uptight rims but I'm taking the ripta
That's just the life I'm in check it
Waiting for my moment when I start winning Coach
Leave me in dug out til the 9th inning
Cause I'm tired I need to retire been rapping for 10 years
To the same ol' choir my peers
And to these liars that said they will help my career
But I'm still here passing out these flyers damn
As I burn on this treadmill tryna shred meals
But I'm heavy stay on that 305 still
Rapping four four bars on a mofo flow turn to more green strictly
Protein on these bars mean
And these women looking fine like a piece of gold
My mack game gets me bout 40 low blows and 2 assist
Like who the hell is this and that
Forgot to mention the rulers back now who you messing it
Get your dew and split girls doing splits on the pole
Yeah I'm twenty-four yeah I know my role
On the regular me being the fat competitor my flows nice excetera well instead of the
Life that I had and the balls that are brag of
All day studying don't know about my math huh
This is my game my lane my shine my time
My name been distant since the pop Warner grind now

Bop to this oh shawty getting hot to this
You know me there's no spot to miss I come through
With the rowdy now bring your fist
Once I knock you out I'm taking your s***

Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me

Now tell me if you can smell the Frank is cooking
My flow is got you hook in and your soul is what I took in
I say, drop the bass now do it acapella
Helen Keller Listeners it's time to get saved now
As I rock with my boys down the block nobbing neck throbbing
Cause this beat really knocks
I be sipping on that Hi-c never high b
Only high is my jab, Frank the Ali
Woooah
What a gamble, dead Washington's make scandals
If you can't roll you can't handle within my panel
You ain't a man if you rock sandals you a female
At this point get candles I'm a rider
Don't get it twisted with street linguistics
Nothing in this world can't divide us
What I mean, I stay real in a world with conniving
Fake and crack a smile at your face yeah we all Relate now bop to this

Bop to this oh shawty getting hot to this
You know me there's no spot to miss I come through
With the rowdy now bring your fist
Once I knock you out I'm taking your s***

Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me
Now work it out with me

Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ring the alarm ring the alarm

Now Bop to this oh shawty getting hot to this
You know me there's no spot to miss I come through
With the rowdy now bring your fist
Once I knock you out I'm taking your s***

Are you gonna stop it ahhhhhhhhhhh
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Writer: Aaron Arias, Franklin Ceballos
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: BIG FRANK
Language: English
Length: 4:01
Written by: Aaron Arias, Franklin Ceballos

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