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Ramblings of a 16 year old idiot
Rah The MC - 16 year old with a mic, and a habit of saying stupid shit.
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#136,066 today
Peak #954
#84,420 in subgenre
Peak #493
Author
Rahoul
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OloynEnt
Uploaded
June 30, 2005
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Lyrics
dah-camp poppin it off, horsemen droppin ya jaws, knockin ya broads
you stoppin the gods?, cockin the rod, glock will applaude
hoppin at rah? testin the king, puts tech in to swings, chest into beams
stretchin ya team the weapon it screams,ya vest into strings, you swept into dreams
but you dunt wake from the resting, im a mistake to be testing
god made me a devil, satan made me a blessing
see xann is a problem, and if you manage to solvin
i'll hit ya face an lip, erase ya hsyt like my hand in revovlin
im sicka den death bitch, boom quick with the left split
melt a nigga scalp off, with one click of the tef clip
i murk at a minimun, you juiced? ima squirt that adrenilne
how you say you rule the world, when earth is my pendgenlum
i'm cluthin my palm, rushin but calm, thrustin napalm
guns crush and spray long,plus an a-bomb flush and they gone
you duckin and ground, bustin and pound, stuck in the crown
made plush from the round, hushin ya mouths, tha fuck is ya now
under earth and gravel, you feel the earth un ravel
when i squirt the gavel, ya diserpe, scidaddle
i'll swells ya glands up, like i propelled two hammers
i've gotta new name around my peers, juelz santana
start trustin me yo,there aint no dicussing he's dope
bring it xann, swing and bam, king the man,can you fuck wit me nope
first get a whiff of it,exhale, you murked in an instance shyt
now how are all yall god mc's when we birth that siginicance
the name im forfillin, means im to insane for ya children
my flow's total destructuon, like i fly planes into building
Its mister Rah, forget lames, spit flames,
Rip frames, slit brains up, left with scars
Its a matter of force, cunts watch
and the fun stops, when ya lungs pop and ribs shatter of course
Rah's an ancient legend, hot spits, major weapon
Pop 6 at top lips to change they face expression
Yes, we kill beings, real kings, still demons
Slash throats, asshole, so yes we feel screams
Xann the Man, flexes, cannons blam, exit
death is slow, great, thats the damn best shit
Leave you cut, ya knees is stumps, no breathin punk
ya eyes change cause you leakin blood
Weak, give up, Sun god's back spittin nonsense
fracture these guys, just speakin tough
Savage when i brawl, chitter chatter doesn't matter
when you battered and ya bones start to splatter up on walls
Who can top this, dangerous set, you claimin you best?
I don't rap, i spit acid to mangle ya flesh
Yes, ya dug hard, of course yall
Write ya hardest 16s, but with me? thats simpily sub par
Get done now, Rah's the problem of the house
Only infareds dudes hold, is the bottom of a mouse
And all of em can vouch... The team with tsunami flow
We body those, stopping foes, talkin bout us now
Of course, we shoot, stop doc your motion? through
Multi Massacre, its DAH-Camp, Horsemen troop
