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certified - masta ace lyrics

[verse 1 * masta ace, coast contra]
bonafide, certified, 35 mil
netflix chill, lil baddie lyin’ still
big body, black truck, with the wide grille
soul*black, low jack with the [?] still
get money, money, make money, money, money
see n*ggas grinnin’ but ain’t nuttin’ funny
this what i earned, can’t take nuttin’ from me
to whom it may concern, girl, [?]
he ain’t bringin’ nothing to the table but his hunger
remind me of when i was 30 years younger
well*seasoned veteran, long, hot summer
chick on my arm, she a strong block*stunner
top*gunner, aimin’ for the stars
if you choose violence, save it for the bars
grapes in a food fight, save it for the jars
jam [we done?] made, made me famous for the cause (let’s go)

[chorus]
yeah, certified stunner
who among us is a certified stunner?
good enough to live twice, you a newcomer
lil n*gga i’m a certified stunner, talk nice
certified stunner
who among us is a certified stunner?
good enough to live twice, you a newcomer
motherf*cker i’m a certified stunner
[verse 2]
back when i was young and too brave
[?] my arms were too short to box a guy with due fades
had to strategize, now i beat the block a few ways
throwin’ punchline, punchline, jabs [how i?] please
i pin a right hook, that’s that sh*t they can’t evade
[?]
type of hit you can’t stage
[punch me in again?]
cus my sh*t gon’ [?] ’em self*portray[?]
same n*ggas in my corner, same n*ggas in the ring
coast contra

[verse 3 * rio loz]
i’m undocumented, oughta grab my birth certificate
told the doc submit it, that’s life motherf*cker
know the coast with it, goin’ coast*to*coast with it
and we coastin’, [?] wanted on the mic, motherf*cker
it’s the immigrant, black and militant (ten*hut)
from the villages, i envisioned this (from a hut)
de la costa pacífica, [?]
sí!

[chorus]

[verse 4]
[?]
shoe get scuffed, they act tough
trust none, regardless (trust none)
[?]
in the cut, snakes hidden in my garden
i see a fraud thing
crowns on a false king
fathers of offspring
still chasing lost dreams
whoa!
let me console ya, i come on ya
transformin’ sheep into buffalo soldiers
[verse 5 * eric jamal]
[?] hide and seek
now i seek what they hide
tryna desert us like we ain’t want a piece of the pie
my god!
my word is bond, why would i lie
we move together, like islam, they fear our kind (check)
when it come to real n*ggas’ rules, i’m certified (check)
when it come to walkin’ with god, i’m certified (check)
every time i step in booth and i bust a rhyme
i’m immortalised, cus real n*ggas we never die (coast)

[chorus]

[outro]
twenty*four*seven, three*six*five
twenty*four*seven, three*six*five
twenty*four*seven, three*six*five
yeah, all the time, all the time
twenty*four*seven, three*six*five
twenty*four*seven, three*six*five
twenty*four*seven, three*six*five
yeah, all the time, all the time
twenty*four*seven, three*six*five
twenty*four*seven, three*six*five
twenty*four*seven, three*six*five
yeah, all the time, all the time

- masta ace lyrics

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