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“Your Dad Doesn't Like Me” Lyrics- Ray Rabbit

Intro-
(I don't even gotta mind read,
I know your dad doesn't like me)

Verse 1-
This here needs to be

Morterofucker hands up
Drive by, I go vroom vroom
Dead hoes in my motherfuckin room room room
Pipe bomb exploded boom boom boom
Cut you in half like the outlast

Been, been close to death
Filled me with regret
Hit hit reset
Burnt out, cigarette
Lost alot of blood and
Looks like a flooding
Drowning, I'm so numb

to round
Keep them up, go pound for pound
Use it all for strength to knock them out
From the head and onto the canvas
With blood sweat and tears I've become

You Must Have

Emitt Rhodes

Emitt Rhodes

1970

You must have for every raindrop a ray of sun
You must have for every tear drop a smile for someone
To get by, to live your life
You must have for

a drop we buss down with a split 
Keep a k like I’m knick but I’m f*cking with vick 
Say I send a seven six one that’s a split
Two drums on the barrel we

like I'm still in my teens
If it rain and flood then we weather the stream
Caint go str8t to the top without drops in your dream
But if we fall it's

it 'cause I lived it like Blood, this the life I lived
Made it out of pimpin', some still in it, shit I dodged a bid
Fuck is this? My fee a hunnid

four
I am Ray Charles, I cannot see you n****s If you ain't talkin' bout the door
Aquafina when I'm in it After that, she tryna lick it
I am a menace,

romantic fruit basket and some candles
Call me Kyrie how I grasped her by her handles
She's yellin' out “go faster!” as I slammed her
She makes my Crowe

know
Old empty farmhouse it's seen better days
Going unnoticed in the sun's morning rays

Long hours of sweat and blood just to make ends meet
Early

This crew love assured
With that being said, respectfully
Hit this blunt and drop that shit
Cook up the reefer I need me a beaker
This shit is so loud it

the car
Run a red light on me motherfucker
I'm a pull the Chevy over and reach in the glove
Speak from the blood
Kin folk, you don't wanna see my pin

Everyday, by the lotus pond
Bathing in the yard
Like a little child
One or two drops of oil
My favorites, Juniper, Rosemary
Oh, Honey
As if you were

the stages wherever I go
I stay blessed by the most high, smoke that best
I'm the most high, the best dressed and I'm so fly
No more stress and I know why
I

card will be followed, followed by the end of time itself! 
It will consume us all!

Blood of children 
Blood of pig 
Dig Solomon dig dig 
Dig your

tell me when it kicks in
Wake up I'll be here to listen
Know you're never on your own
You're in between heaven and home
Drip drop tell me when it kicks

ears, seven hunnid for the rings
I'm a black millionaire, fuck what the Forbes say
I'm a cold-ass rapper, I get hotter by the day
And she know I hit it

said I'm finna drop a album
Got a Lexus on these niggas, now they feeling really sour
I make money when I talk, or when I walk, it's by the hour
I been

’m on to the next
Verse Two:
I can’t believe I let myself get comfortable
While you were out here thotting, tryna drop it low
I got yo things packed, so
Pick em up by

[Benzino]
Benzino, unhh!
Throw 'em up
Up here in the 6-1-7 
Ray Benzino
Yo, killa tactics

[K.T.]
Yo, why y'all niggaz wanna test me, I'm out your

Antagonized by the rights like lefts
I'm depressed, what a mess fuck (fuck)
But I still flex uh
Back in the kitchen I'm cooking shit up
Running my mouth & I

Adventures of Super Rhymes

Jimmy Spicer

The Ultimate Hip-Hop Album

2008

don't stop
You rock to the beat till it makes you drop

Yes, I'm one of a kind, I'm Super Rhymes
And I'd like to say hello
And since I'm on the mic

ball like a small foward
Keep a buncha bitches like Ray J Norwood
Flow so sick
I hear the beat and get nauseous
Then I just kill it
Turn this bitch into