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Rav

Devil Fruit Smoothies

 

Devil Fruit Smoothies

(album: Beneath The Toxic Jungle - 2015)


[Sample One Piece:]
Ah! Wait a sec, those are Devil Fruits, aren't they?
Shanks: Devil Fruits, eating any of them takes away your ability to swim for the rest of your life
(Splash)
Shanks: You dumb ass!

[Rav:]
Jinzo and Rav stay goofy and raw
Rap game Luffy and Law
Catchphrase: "doobies for all!"
Mad blazed
Trap names: Pookie and Claw
Half baked
Parents claim dude's immature
Yo, perhaps stay in your wack lane
Stop hating, man, you ain't in charge
I just wanna rap flames with my crew at the bar
Rav Earthbound playing while he chewing on Mars, uh
Stay floating like a cloud, my ego burned down
So I wonder where this verse will take me now
Down this stream of consciousness
With my subconscious always functioning as stress
I conjure up my best stuff when I'm fucked up and depressed
So no wonder that my heart is always crunched up in my chest
When I bust I come correct, trust me
Ugly and obsessed with fucking selves up, we float
Hopped up on the boat
Fell into the sea and spit the deepest shit I wrote
So they can say I fell off
I feel better off with this water in my throat
I keep gargling the notes, uh

[JINZO THE TRAP LORD:]
Trap-Lordian steez, smoke hella herb
My momma said to stop cussing, learn to use some better words
Play the game like it's motherfucking chess and learn precedence
Sequester, let it burn, smoke sessions
Speaking out my mouth only gets me so far
Y'all won't listen to my words, but want 50 more bars
40 odd days and like 56 nights
I'm sick of missing all these targets, I'mma get my shit right
This shit's tight, people still miss the point
The hand don't like writing, but it will grip the joint
Still dip when Bill spitting Bill shit, I break it down
Motherfuckers trying to take my crown with the basic sound
Faces, faces
Take your favorite bars and erase it, face lift
Looking at me funny when I say shit, I hate shit
Blood up at the bottom, I can taste it, I faced it
I'm trying to chase it, I'm chasing
I'm trying to chase what I'm chasing
I'm trying to chase what I'm chasing
And when I catch that motherfucker watch my world cave in

[Sample Death Note:]
[Sayu:] What's wrong? Are you alright?
[Bill:] NO

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