Lyrics:
the plastic off it, you can feel the magic
Still I'm laughing at the critics talking, I can see 'em gagging
When I'm back in the back of my city, back in
support
Remember that Ray shit that Jamie Foxx played? That was my shit
I never got paid, they got rich off a stolen script
In ninety eight I seen Charles
the drop in your crib, in the spot where you live
If you talking that shit, nigga, stop it
I'm a God, I'm a king, I'm a giant
Nigga not trying, .40 my
People are so sad and I know why
With no chance to live before you die
You get pretty sick if you have to
Keep it inside
I wanna build a house
you feel?)
A baddie with potential, I'm dressin' it up, Chane'-ne'
Fuck her better then her ex, so it's like I hit it first, Ray J
I got a bad bitch
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
Course by course
One by one
'Til you shout,enough, I'm done
Then we'll sing you off to sleep as you digest
Tonight you'll prop your feet up
But for
off the backboard
Fuck a Grammy, that is not what I come back for
I came for hip-hop, niggas forgot to lock the back door
Live by the code, die by
repeat
[Chorus]
The man who lives by the gun now
bound to die by the gun now
repeat
[Chorus: x2]
The youths are wailing in the streets now
for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS
and there is only, one, year, left
Wow, that's cool, I can't hardly wait!
You don't have to, because here it is
Callin' all live niggas
Callin' all live
[Repeat: x7]
I remember
Back before
The record deal
And the cars
And the cribs
And the way
That things
Took off
I was signin'
At lucy's
Know when you see him
Nothing can free him
Step aside, open wide
I wanna live with a cinnamon girl
I could be happy
The rest of my life
With
Go head and move it, mama, I'm down to see you shake it
I live for money, honey, you make me wanna make it
I give a bloody fuck bout if you gots
for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS
yesterday
I was born in the slums, struggled from day one
Ray Charles vision, blinded by the light from the sun
No navigation, no sense of direction
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
Song Title: Rays On
Written By: Moose
Produced By: Beats By Jude
Hook1x: I got mah rays on,and im feelen right/
You know we doing this shit like
You better hope I'm chained up, shackled with a yard
I'll snatch you by the neck, bide you like a tech
Wreck fools when I disconnect, make you
reminiscin' of a bodacelli
I'm like a cheetah huntin' out on the Serengeti
I got my X-ray vision through all in my way
No Plan be , it distracts from Plan
Deal with the outcome, a strap in the hand
And a bird and ten grand's where motherfuckers stand
If I told you I killed a nigga at sixteen, would you
this is Iraq
Alliances
Lining with stars and bars of a prison rep
My science a-
-pplyin' pressure, her stretcher is needed
Pay the proceeds or you live
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