R.A.S. ft. Man of Many Hats & Cruu Lee Lyrics

Since I was seven I had questions about heaven

I

Was talking to the reverend bout accepting my forbidden thoughts

After school I thought so masterful

Just like the pudding pop guy

Who needs his top eye

To be swollen

Like it's Popeye

On the way to the victories

These bitches don't mean shit to me

A leader like I'm Pistol Pete

Yall splittin like I'm lickety

My rhyming is ministry

The rest of me is mystery

Told Kathy Bates to mimic me

While working on the Misery

I'm that guy

I Keep my Yamika on in front of rabbi's

Then ask the Virgin Mary if she can turn my whole life into a fast life

Pass the mic

And y'all don't know how much I cary

Mariah ain't have the Jimmy

I still went in it's kinda scary

I'm

Stickin to the script that I made

Almost a year ago

And here we go again

I got the weirdo flow

But hear me though

Just don't insult my pen

Soak it in

My bitch is bad I still think she's Ahsoka's twin

I kill the beat

Release it

Promote it

And then I post it in

So hold it

This that

Play wit my family you get a hole in ya chest

This that

Wifey strapping down the back of ya vest

This that

The take a shot of whiskey out the door to step

This that

Fuck ya top whatever me and mine is next

Just saw Alch and Marci live at the ballroom

Was gon rap about some fly shit but this verse about war wounds

Can't cauterize em nor would I ever want too

Like

Forever it's fuck you

Hope you die slow

No we won't mourn you

Niggas claim to be ya man's but really cobra corporals

Had a dream I finally killed that vulture

That infiltrated our culture

Or was it a raven

Fuck it I'm too impatient

All of thoughts to abrasive

Toxic trait is blame constellations

So let's

Sever the ties

And even the pies

Ima kryptonian wit a tec

That's a infinite threat

Two port for short

No pork on forks

That's thats pirate talk

Fuel for the war encompassed by all the oceans allure

Play wit my family you get a hole in ya chest

This that

Wifey strapping down the back of my vest

This that

Shot of whiskey then i'm out the door to step

Fuck ya top whatever me and mine is next

Get a whole in ya chest

This that

When I see you it's a stick up that's a bet

Fuck ya top whatever me and mine is next

Play wit ya family you get a hole in ya chest

Double shot of whisky ima double step

This that

It's a stick up when I see you that's a bet