Raven Lyrics

My vision panoramic

The way that the homie spitting

Is like voices in the static and they cause a panic

Everybody tryna run quick

Someone grab a gun oh shit 

Time to stand up you understand now

We all stand around joking like a damn clown

And we all keep spinning like a merry-go-round

At the play ground whats the play now

Time to stay down stay down

Go to poke your head you get shot instead

With pops from a glock from a family friend

Cause family ends and friends as well

But I guess thats the way to learn about ourselves

About our health about our minds

We spend the time

Figure out rhyme like a mastermind

To master life I'll master mine

You all just sit back and laugh but your last in line

I got death assigned 

To anybody tryna face me

Tryna be a tough guy well i'm known to get crazy

Would you believe I was hades

Coming from the underworld causing pain daily

Nothing you say gonna phase me

Cause i came from the mud hit the breaks and 180'd 

But it seems that i'm seeing here lately

You're takin from my plate and i'm done fucking playing

Alright I see how it is I got you dog

So I run in i'm gunning

Adrenaline rushing

Im buzzing and loving

The feel of over coming

I'll turn you into nothing at the blink of an eye

Leave you living with your cousin serving pizza a slice

Ima beast in the night I unleash on the mic

Like a fiene on a pipe like a beat to the vibe

Stereo to the type there he go spitting ice

Just tryna suffice 

Just tryna survive in this life of mine

Like the life of Pi I've been floating in the ocean

With the notion that I'm nothin but a fraud

A man on a mission thats against all odds

A man all alone never found god

I stand bold to the rope as i'm strapped on

I said hang me right now if i'm that flawed

Or just please release me back to the rap ward 

Stuck in this rap war and ima keep fighting

Heart of a king with the strength of a titan

Never go down yeah ill never be blinded

By the rays of fame or the shine of a diamond

And I keep workin with a passion

That we seem to be lacking

Cause you left all the real rappers packing

Yeah your time was spent bumping fuck that bitch

Then you wonder why the rap game seems like its lacking

And you keep on masking the fact your as wack

As the trash spat by these backward hat

Rather pass having ass rappers

The same type of shit that left the rap game fractured

Someone please call the pastor for the answers

Said when we wake up when the devil chimes in

And the demons try to take us