All That Jazz

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

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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

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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!