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Put It Down Lyrics - Artist : Rav
[Kill Bill:]
I stepped inside a room full of blue Chances are that every rumor is true I speak slowly 'Cause in this town, it seem like every creep know me I should drop a mixtape and mark it "strictly beats only" Y'all shinobi, eavesdropping so I'm lighting the wood slow Old-school heat, it's like igniting a wood stove Amalgam thinking like a wishing well jeweler Mini me's jocking, man y'all kids some cell juniors Flipping cards, trying not to trigger trap holes Y'all trynna wrap this up, you're gonna need a bigger lasso Chilling out with Ran, best believe we kicking fat flows If you ain't tryna crush it, why the hell you spitting raps for, huh? I push it back, putty tat, the cat is so sick Y'all run the zig-zags like it's frickin Madden '06 Slow your roll, A.I. to the wayside Big wallet chasing, Spider-House by the bayside That's Majora's Mask, let the moon fall slow Y'all be spitting boring raps, let your crew all know I put it down (Yo, what up, Ran) I put it down I put it down I put it down [Mega Ran:] I was working on my masterpiece Before I pass, at least to y'all I wanna be known as one of rap's elites I've been gathering and grabbing beats And booking tours, 'cause you know even a starving artist has to eat The smart ones always outlast the hard ones Been a marksman, like I was a kin to the Marstons I'd rather kick a rhyme than hit the quan They say I spit divine, and it's always in the nick of time They know it's the truth, the flow is aloof Music up, shoot 'em up Clive O. in the booth Cats will cross you and keep a handshake firm, still That's the type of stuff that make a nice guy turn Hill Another chapter, coming hard as the second rapture Chess master, verbally we deading rappers Life is hard, it's why I'm rapping this hard Trying to make it worth the scratching and scars More than just spectacular bars, we keep the passion as large Feeling invincible, like Mario grabbing a star, yeah Kill 'em softly, similar to assassins Seen a lot of cats sell their soul to try to cash in Flowing decent, but lacking the passion Heavy on mechanics, but they pass on the action Man, just make something that excites me I don't grab a mic piece thinking 'bout a hypebeast I be on that Spike Lee, trying to do the right thing As dark as I am, how could you ever take me lightly Put it down I put it down Yeah, yeah, we put it down Kill Bill, we put it down (Mega) [Rav:] I put it down like my inventory full Like my dog won't get no better Like a mic after a rapper's career has hit a lull Y'all my sons, so best remember that I'm K-K-King of the cosmos, spitting with my eyes closed Listening to y'all feels like listening to moss grow Spliff kick like a bronco, lift me up like tonsils Don't be hostile Why you kids sticking to Hanzo? Catch us zooted out in Tokyo And the blunt got the wood-tip like Pinocchio I put it down, like something useful on a post-it notes So and so's sleeping on my music like they comatose Wake up sleepy head, it's time to get hung up You keep claiming you the shit, but that's a dysentery bluff In summation, bruh, you lyrically suck Treat your music like an item that I don't need, pick it up And put it down Put it down Put it down Put it down I put it down I put it down I put it down I put it down |
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