All That Jazz

Lyrics

Intro: You are listening to what's presented by that Fiya B Rapping with that trapping mixing with all that J-A-Z-Z Verse 1: I know what you're wanting in an artist Cause you need more than punches at a barfest You mix it with liquor, sip it in this cup Then throw in a shot when you're fixing a switch up It's never last call if you bar with me Flows on tap make them tap out or pass out I'm wavy, if you want to sine with me And frequently found on your frequency; sound Off if you get it bro Then I'll be your lyrical (What!?) spirit animal (What?) and I'm mythical For Pete's sake, I'm a dragon, homie So unreal they think that the talent's phony Like wrestling, until I slam jabronies With written expressions you can't emoji Cause Chorus: You are listening to what's presented by that Fiya B Rapping with that trapping mixing with all that J-A-Z-Z I know what you're wanting in an artist Cause you need a little more than punches at a barfest He may relay sty-le formerly known as pizzazz Be hip to hop on rap & trap & all that jazz Verse 2: See when you're too literary, results may vary Contrary to popular belief Your loose leaf may bequeath motifs of "help, don't hurt" But if it's not turnt up, it's turned down So that spurns sounds of a solution Of lit and wit in a mix of hits Full of bass and melodies, and you're telling me I ain't ready to be spotted like my name's Cruella D If it ain't black and white, it's shades of grey There's way more than 50 in my palette to paint And that's when I'm monochrome; I got more than monotone But won when going mano a mano, Holmes Sherlock seems elementary, but shout out to Watson Cause I'm feeling Kaliko like Brail when looking for hot songs Now I always hold heat; busting for the middle Heart lands underground while I'm killing instrumentals Cause Chorus Verse 3: Hey! Hip hop it's hot Twisted with jazz; call it hip-bop (bebop) Cowboy in this game; I quick draw (pop) Anime nerd and he spit raw (raw) Speigel and Vash are my favorite figures Goofy and bad AF is the mixture And in the culture, I am a fixture That's my synopsis to get picture (Lyrics are bad and goofy) Got Powerline's like the 90's movie If I find Lil' Uzi, I'll assign his duty Just say yeah every time I rhyme for Fooly Cooly NEVER! But FiyaB-Sides is my OVA A crazy ride on shooting stars in space (So an Outlaw Star?) Not without those bars You're my guests in the Death Parade Noted, that's light work; y'all take L's Notice my mind works in rebellion Like Lelouch and smite a douche unlike you dudes Who siphon fumes; I'm likened to a Titan who Appears human but I can transform Into a beast who is eating rap's norm I guess that's my quirk; I'm the one for all people But when my fans sub, I won't call it illegal Cause Chorus Outro: You are listening to what's presented by that Fiya B Rapping with that trapping mixing with all that J-A-Z-Z Now I'll say, "Much love, peace!" And when that's shortened, Threes!