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Rav

No Safety On

 

No Safety On


R-A-V
Uh hello, I'm Rav skin yellow
Drinking red bull but my swag still mellow
A rapping fellow reading words off a napkin
Written in cursive while cursing a random

Preforming a backflip
Back on that dumb shit
R-av, smartass, bars so scrumptious

Repeating my name til' you all fucking know it
Who's Rav? Rapper, musician, a poet
Fuck that I'm a dangerous, anus fucking player cause
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 fucking 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

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

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 joking 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 fucking
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

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

R-av, R-av
R-av, R-av
Ha ha, yeah

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