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LET IT ALL OUT!

Verse 1
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Am all set in a disco.. �
What a mind blowing sound flow.. �
Let it out.. �
Armors on point.. �
Let it out.. �
Barriers on flood.. �
Let it out.. �
Carriers no choice.. �
Let it out.. �
Dummies now go dumb.. �
Let it out.. �
All my five gears done wore.. �
Fellas up front in systole.. �
Fellas back here in diastole.. �
When I set my foot on turbo.. �
You will see town square don't blow.. �
Taj mahal doesn't flow.. �
Even the Pentagon don't poll.. �
The pores on my shower done toil.. �
Hinge on my door hang on the coil.. �
Pressure in my pot is now boiling.. �
Am turning my beat in ding dong.. �
Step up my beat with King Kong.. �
Yesternight was in london.. �
My verse in atmospheric pressure.. �
Am so calm in disco.. �
Every mafia rainfall.. �
All the carriers on call.. �
Sleeper carriers on cell.. �
Am just causing turmoil.. �
Coz am doubling turbo.. �
Analyzing in disco.. �
Vandalizing in systole.. �
Catalyzing in diastole.. �
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Chorus �
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When I travel in disco.. �
All the mafias lay low.. �
When I cloud up in disco.. �
Every mafia rainfall.. �
When I weigh up in disco.. �
I balance gravity, no more.. �
As I line up in disco.. �
Every mafia side way.. �
Every time I roar up in disco.. �
Every mafia goes cold.. �
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Verse 2 �
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Mechanizing my samples.. �
Neonizing my drum beats.. �
Pomegranite in my martini.. �
Bulcanising my bung hole.. �
Monopolizing in disco.. �
Now that's why am changing motto.. �
To set all barriers on hold.. �
Erothrocyting in systole.. � �
Leucocyting in diastole.. �
Now my heart beating disco.. � �
My mind blowing up disco.. �
Spit it out! �
Am hats off in a disco.. �
Force of gravity, no more.. �
Every time I lay up in disco you see playmakers no more.. �
If I am to step up in disco.. �
All the mafias Bow Bow.. �
Every mafia Pow Pow.. �
Every mafia toe toe.. �
I rabble and rose up in disco coz am the mob boss in jumbo.. �
Should I decide to unearth in disco.. come find me in Pluto.. �
As I man up in disco.. �
Wrestlers in sumo fight with the beat in my disco.. �
My beats never a fiasco.. �
You cannot trap me in a disco.. �
So don't �just allow me in London.. �
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Chorus � �
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When I travel in disco.. �
All the mafias lay low.. �
When I cloud up in disco.. �
Every mafia rainfall.. �
When I weigh up in disco.. �
I balance gravity, no more.. �
As I line up in disco.. �
Every mafia side way.. �
Every time I roar up in disco.. �
Every mafia goes cold.. �
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Verse 3 �
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Don't allow me in Lisbon.. �
Don't allow me in New York.. �
Don't allow me in Togo.. �
Hear your heartbeat in disco.. �
Let your mind blow in disco.. �
Set the fire on this floor.. �
No barriers in disco.. �
My heart pounding disco.. �
My mind racing disco.. �
My girls dancing in the disco.. �
My guys knoding in disco.. �
My life ticking disco.. �
Even though My whole life, not disco.. �
My beats rioting Lisbon.. �
My sound cycling London.. �
I had the samples in Togo.. �
Say it out loud! �
Smack it down! �
Let it fall! �
My beats will set you looming and living in limbo.. �
So if you block my way through London.. �
I will just set up my beats in Togo.. �
If you gonna block me my way through New York.. �
Am gonna lay low in Lisbon.. �
I will beat my drums high in Quito.. �
Until they send me packing in Quito.. �
Before, you can only intercept me in Lisbon.. �
Now you have stopped me in Togo.. �
So just don't allow me in London.. �
Till you believe you cannot track me in disco.. �
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Chorus �
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When I travel in disco.. �
All the mafias lay low.. �
When I cloud up in disco.. �
Every mafia rainfall.. �
When I weigh up in disco.. �
I balance gravity, no more.. �
As I line up in disco.. �
Every mafia side way.. �
Every time I roar up in disco.. �
Every mafia goes cold..

Written by Numer90

(Numer0-un0)

Published 15th May 2021 | Edited 20th May 2021

#rhyming #symbolism #uplifting

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Re. LET IT ALL OUT!

SweetKittyCat5

17th May 2021 5:16pm

You bringing the heat all up in here my poet
Spiting those versus like you drinking straight up Moet
Shaking booties bumping thong dropping for that ghetto grind
New Jack City moving the pounds, John Gotti Glock sounds, its going down on your time
Last man standing didn't stand a chance
You control the thunder, the rain, you the best G, because, you the motherfucking man

Signed, your hype girl...wink🐾🐾