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see-Rayz.. Walz.. We did it y'all, Ravipops I'm here, emphatically yes Definitive Jux, Ravipops Ladies and gentlemen We got see-Rayz Walz and a million fans in the house tonight He just came off tour Reppin for his 25th single See "Ravipops - The Substance" He gon' show you how he get down [C-Rayz Walz] Yo, I put the pace down, recognize my fate now I'm ILL, still freakin skills like H-Town I disgrace clowns who make frowns Smile in your face but hate and deliver fake pounds I'm a animal, in a cannibal sector With chicks that give you brains like Hannibal Lector Peep logic - there's nothin you can do to stop this You have a better chance catchin bullets with chopsticks (WAHH!) Wait for the avalance - then you'll get down Spit rounds, my sitcom's a full clip now Murder shows, practiced and unrehearsed, dead on point Like a convertible cactus hearse It's mucus fluid, when I spit exclusive music I believe in dirt, SO I DO IT STUPID I move units, like {?} and white rose My freestyle's ill - I'M DOPE WHEN I WRITE FLOWS Put the sun in your face, make you walk a tightrope - and pose I can't just rhyme, I can flow F-f-flow, flow f-flow, f-f-flow, flow [C-Rayz Walz] I do somersaults with Silly Sally in Silicone Alley Roll red carpets in darkness through Death Valley and receive love (love) like Larry I'm flowin black - it's September? Goin back to Cali To drink booze in the House of Blues Doin the JAMES, in Elvis Presley shoes From the belly of BK, where the drama's at All the way to Saudi Arabia - where the llamas at Trapped in central bookings - for a chronic sack Feelin worse; I'm really here, for killin a verse Homicide comes to ask "Who did it?" I step to the next +Iron Galaxy+ like astral physics I'm spiked with no sugar, natural image Thirst is nothin, burst you for frontin at the scrimmage Vampires suck, you stuck once bitten Off the head I'm fed, my freestyle eats my written I need that dollar like Chris Rock - just kiddin I'm down to earth like sunlight, and alien visits In the club with {?}, guzzlin water Trainin my daughter to be a soldier, I taught her to put six in your chest - like Julius Earving Controllin the cypher, you foolishly swervin I deserve to glow and now you know AIYYO, I can't just rhyme, I can flow Flow flow, flow {*repeat 3X*} Flow...
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