(Verse 1: Ray Classic)
Feel like a visionary gon be legendary in cemeteries
Shining so damn long been through january you february
Luminary, 2Pac, Big L and my nigga Kobe
Momentary fake niggas L to the hottest emcee
You trendy so keep your mind out the fucking mens league
They talking semis hit that 8 before you hit the 16
I'mma piff fien since 15 I rolled some fat green
Yo whats my outcome making income im sorry Malcolm
I grew up about seventeen times theres demons all in my mind
Im thinking school but I’d rather do crime but fuck rounds
Bars drop in pounds like frowns we underground in the mother fucking devils lounge
I can't step up they’ll get wet up lyrics penetrate through hevean
Leave em flooded in blood rhyme class high the blood type a from the words i spray
I need my space im awkward from verse displayed
(Hook: Ray Classic x2)
Dear Lord demons implored to take over souls
Angels make us play our roles in different parts for a whole
Theres one goal for the soul
If you scared its a scroll
If you feared its a stroll
Keep your mind on the gold
(Verse 2: Ray Classic)
My nigga from hell we walking dead like thriller
I'mma killer ill kill her with no triggers just mixtures
Disfigure her figure lyrical bullets threw constrictors
Have you figured if im a angel why my writtens ain't yet scriptures
But if I'mma demon been arrested cause I’m a nigga
A sticker so I can put on like big l and stick her
I reconsider my sister I consider the transfer
Like neurotransmitter like Malcolm x to hitler
But um you know I'm socially reversed through a verse
When I read a verse rehearse I need some herbs
Drop a verse to take over the whole fucking earth
So when I drop the verse fuck a verse drop the universe
When I curse it’s a curse when you curse what i curse
Laughing at the last motherfucker who ain't get my word
So em stick to the rhythm my lyricism like visions to demons im trying to kill em
To angels im flying with em
Feel like a visionary gon be legendary in cemeteries
Shining so damn long been through january you february
Luminary, 2Pac, Big L and my nigga Kobe
Momentary fake niggas L to the hottest emcee
You trendy so keep your mind out the fucking mens league
They talking semis hit that 8 before you hit the 16
I'mma piff fien since 15 I rolled some fat green
Yo whats my outcome making income im sorry Malcolm
I grew up about seventeen times theres demons all in my mind
Im thinking school but I’d rather do crime but fuck rounds
Bars drop in pounds like frowns we underground in the mother fucking devils lounge
I can't step up they’ll get wet up lyrics penetrate through hevean
Leave em flooded in blood rhyme class high the blood type a from the words i spray
I need my space im awkward from verse displayed
(Hook: Ray Classic x2)
Dear Lord demons implored to take over souls
Angels make us play our roles in different parts for a whole
Theres one goal for the soul
If you scared its a scroll
If you feared its a stroll
Keep your mind on the gold
(Verse 2: Ray Classic)
My nigga from hell we walking dead like thriller
I'mma killer ill kill her with no triggers just mixtures
Disfigure her figure lyrical bullets threw constrictors
Have you figured if im a angel why my writtens ain't yet scriptures
But if I'mma demon been arrested cause I’m a nigga
A sticker so I can put on like big l and stick her
I reconsider my sister I consider the transfer
Like neurotransmitter like Malcolm x to hitler
But um you know I'm socially reversed through a verse
When I read a verse rehearse I need some herbs
Drop a verse to take over the whole fucking earth
So when I drop the verse fuck a verse drop the universe
When I curse it’s a curse when you curse what i curse
Laughing at the last motherfucker who ain't get my word
So em stick to the rhythm my lyricism like visions to demons im trying to kill em
To angels im flying with em
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