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Blimes & Gab Sacred

[Chorus]
Keep the right ones around ya
Ones who's gon' keep you grounded
Love is gon' hold you down
When it all goes around
Yeah, stay with the ones you came with
Protect your space, keep your circle sacred
Stay with the ones you came with
Protect your space, keep your circle sacred

[Verse 1: Gifted Gab]
Look, lately, I've been on my bullshit
When it comes to rhymes, Blimes who I'm gone duel with
Bust 'em with a rhyme got a full clip
Nines and all kinda pantomimes
Spit game dripping alkaline
Crew boomin' like a dynamite
So when we blow up (Nigga, you don't know us)
Hustle through the summer, sprinter for the winter
Bustle with the muscle, wanna tussle with the winners
I can feel it, but how I'm feeling, you don't wanna hear it
How I'm gunnin', you won't even see me coming 'til you near it
I don't want it if it's f..ckin' with my spirit
Gotta look up in the mirror, peer at my appearance
Top tier from my peers, I'm fearless, whole team brilliant
We gets clearance, see no ceilings
When I see them, I see my children
We gon' keep building 'til we see a billion
[Chorus]
Keep the right ones around ya
Ones who's gon' keep you grounded
Love is gon' hold you down
When it all goes around
Yeah, stay with the ones you came with
Protect your space, keep your circle sacred
Stay with the ones you came with
Protect your space, keep your circle sacred

[Verse 2: Blimes Brixton]
Yeah, yeah, look
I'm vibin' off a glass of effervescence
Only rap on beats that leave an everlasting presence
Mastering the tact it takes to keep the inner essence
Of a light that's turning green before you reach the intersection
Keep it moving so we cruising at a pace
To bless us with longevity forever and a day
And never fade away
This ain't threes, Rasheed Wallace
Talking what we walking
Brought the shovels, digging deep pockets
I got family to feed, so I don't see options
Or obstacles, I just keep hopping
Like it's Frogger on the last of levels
If it's hands out, they better be attached to bezels
Yeah, Gabby got keeping it a hundred down to a science
She Bill Nye-ing, and I can comply with those standards
Throw the foes in the clothes hampers
Cleanse 'em out, stay on our toes like a slow dancers
[Chorus]
Keep the right ones around ya
Ones who's gon' keep you grounded
Love is gon' hold you down
When it all goes around
Yeah, stay with the ones you came with
Protect your space, keep your circle sacred
Stay with the ones you came with
Protect your space, keep your circle sacred


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