Rav
Rav & Kill Bill: The Rapper
Rav & Kill Bill: The Rapper
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[Verse 1]
R-A-V
Uh hello, I'm Rav skin yellow
Drinking red bull but my swag still mellow
A rappin' fellow reading words off a napkin
Written in cursive while cursin' a random
Preforming a backflip
Back on that dumb shit
R-av, smartass, bars so scrumptious
Repeating my name til' you all fuckin' know it
Who's Rav? Rapper, musician, a poet
Fuck that I'm a dangerous, anus fuckin' player cuz
Everybody out in this game till' they afraid of us
Talking like there's two of me, bitch there's a thousand
Talk too much shit I'll throw my dick in your mouth then
I'm eager, to throw a fuckin' cleaver, a Justin Bieber
Buttfuck Hannah Montana with a banana peeler
With this blood on my shirt yo I find me comfort
Yeah I'm 20 years old but my mind is younger
[Chorus]
Run you mothafuckers better run, you better run, you better run
Cause you, your friends, you don't want none, you don't want none
Punks like you die where I come from, where I come from, where I come from
My tongue's the trigger, my mind's the gun, no safety on, I'm having fun
[Verse 2]
Yeah my name is R-av if y'all need to know
Give me a pound of hard crack or a weef of blow
I'm just jokin' fuck that puff the reefer slow
Fast life, fuck fast till' I reek a hoe
Yo they call me smartass, I deceive and joke
They don't call me smartass, used to call me dope
'Cuase I have dark past of what evil people smoke
Tinting up a dark glass, through which you can't see at all
And I just keep running, what from I can't stomach
Or thunk that I'd hang onto to the past for so fuckin'
Long as I ask what is the point is in of all of this
Future anonymous, person bad past ominous
Promise this
Yo ima never grow up, Peter Pan, MJ, never getting older
I'll let my mouth run, before I ever think
That's how you live life, fuck, smoke and drink
[Chorus]
Run you mothafuckers better run, you better run, you better run
Cause you, your friends, you don't want none, you don't want none
Punks like you die where I come from, where I come from, where I come from
My tongue's the trigger, my mind's the gun, no safety on, I'm having fun
[Outro]
R-av, R-av
R-av, R-av
Ha ha, yeah