Lyrics:
enough to slap box, slap box?
They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot
But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
I got a laptop in
hangs there as a remainder of our own subjugation.
Let it be known that he alone is Christ,
Those who dare emulate him shall suffer thus.
Each
And if someone picks up you can talk all the shit you want about me
Just type in your number back and follow it by the pound key
And I'll be sure to get
an honor is to serve and be served by Him
I follow the still soft voice of Jesus Christ in my mind
The still soft voice of Perfect Love
The still soft voice
Here is the sketch
I want her life-size
The line of the neck, the curve of the belly
The face just as I have it
The skin must be silk, the muscle
to school
'Cause the teacher's a jerk, he must think I'm a fool"
And all the kids smoke reefer, I think it'd be cheaper
If I just got a job, learned to be
to school
'Cause the teacher's a jerk, he must think I'm a fool"
And all the kids smoke reefer, I think it'd be cheaper
If I just got a job, learned to be
Luminal light rays she'll be living in the stars forever
Mum, you are the sweetest soul,
You have been through more than people know,
May the Lord bless
bound for London
Journalist:
London !
Carie !
I had'nt dreamed there could be danger to Carrie
and her father so many miles away
I must go to London
Must be nice
Must be nice
Said it must be
It must be nice
Parking out the car, its a stating type
Buying out the bar with his watch and ice
Dem
ratchet bitch, Miss Connie that's my cleanin' shawty
I shop at GQ, get a cut, buy chains
No baby, I can't see you through these Ray-Ban frames
It smell
they needing some soup
I'm right at his neck like a tie
If that boy slip, turn that to a noose
I do not know why they hate
I can't relate, it must be cuz
did it to himself, I really don't understand that nigga
What the fuck would make him go and say he a fan of Hitler? (Huh?)
He confused, Kanye wanna be
'round and we saw him run
It's not beef, must be lunch (Must be)
Call Kreepz, bring the gun (boy)
Taste the sweet, must be runts
How you want beef
and boosters embrace me and the music I be making
I dumb down for my audience and double my dollars
They criticize me for it yet they all yell "Holla"
If
and boosters embrace me and the music I be making
I dumb down for my audience and double my dollars
They criticize me for it yet they all yell "Holla"
If
I hit him right in his face
Ran off without him like it was a race
You cannot stay at my place
I might be busy like everyday
I move as fast as a ray
aggression rains
False claimed ascent
Maimed by derision he
Acts violently
Madness consumes him now
Madness consumes him
Madness consumes him now
Madness
chevrolet
I needed time for some thinkin'
He was just passing by
When I caught that boy's eye,
And I swore it was winkin'
I was thirty-one,
He was
You must be playing
Don't play
You must be playing
Don't play
Or you gon learn the hard way
Verydarkblackman use to say
You must be playing
Don't
supersized
Call him Ray Allen, my shooter nice
Should be a sniper, that nigga be too precise
Yea
Do or die, do or die, do or die, yeah
Fye
I'm that muhfuckin
rays
Day five of the week got sun rays
So how do I spend my Thursdays
Got a 10am lecture buh I'm always late for my breakfast
Got to school by noon
hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I
My days will go by
Like clouds in the sky
I can’t feel this pain
I can’t feel it
I can’t feel this pain
It ain’t my tears that’s fallin'
It must be
Discuss these it must be him by ray conniff Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In