歌手:Ray Tsao
专辑:《Voices》

作词 : Ray Tsao, T.A.K
作曲 : Ray Tsao, T.A.K
[verse]
dropped the tape
fate made me give it for free
‘nother way
hate coming all in for me
keep em running mate
in the future i see
all you ***** ass critiques
and you down on your knees
see i take your arms and I'm tearing em
carry em and ill stare in em
if you call the cops ill tear them too
gotta go hard put the fear in em
my fans say to me my flow hotter
I'm jeffrey dahmer this beat ill slaughter
thirsty hos they all surround me
cuz in they eyes I'm fiji water
delusional atheist
do them all rate me as
rude and all faking us
soon it all taking us
tunes be uranius
loot you spontaneous
lyrical maniac soon you'll be shaking up
y'all critiques man please don't push me
never had it given never had it with kush seats
aint nobody in the whole world ever could hush me
my country’s wealth gap wider than lisa ann’s *****
wasn’t born mean I had to live and adapt
constructing rhymes early had a talent for rap
every single thing I say is for surely a damn fact
killing all these verses I don’t hafta be black

[hook]
imma rap star
imma imma rap star
[x3]
whipping
driving fast cars

[verse 2 T.A.K]
see im handing out Ls like they learning how to drive
whipping that whip like a chef in the kitchen
sitting on that air right between my position
but no rats up in this kitchen
turtle shells on that master splinter
casey jones when i walk the streets
jason voorhees when i cleave the meat
make n*ggas shorties when i seize the beef
ask your girl why she seeing me
she know go she sees money trees
they provide the perfect shade for me
while all you n*ggas getting dry from heat
j’s in my hands like I'm holding out hockey sticks
you could should your shots but you *****s will prolly miss
i can stand still but you *****s too obvious
you *****s all talk but you got no action *****
hang this pen i just smoked an herb
lots of spliffs and blunts i burn
flip a coin to get a get from girls
double sides and no Ls and murs

[hook]
imma rap star
imma imma rap star
[x3]
whipping
driving fast cars

[verse 3]
its written
two bad freaks and I'm switching
cooking up bars in kitchen
if you don't believe me just listen uh
im hiding up riding on you sleepers leader
beat the meat while slaying rappers calling me the reaper
im hyde beating aint turning back to jekyl
imma monster biting typing lyrics with a reefer
im the prince with the win circle so secure we swiping fingerprints
and I rinse all the haters out eyeing for the spot as a king pin
lean in fiending dreamin’ teamin just to get the cream in
flow so cold that it froze the whole rap game
loading up my verbal four four pissing everythang
reign on these rappers call me kane
its a big daddy thang and I'm still the same
blame me im your bane
y'all act
imma better rapper matter fact
ill tap
let em take their other mumble rap
one rack
what i spent on this label crap
hunnet stacks
imma reap it when the labels back
yeah
just a youngin tryna get his **** suck
mix up c cups fist love risk up yeah
im shakespeare y'all in grade school better read up
y'all there for me to beat up