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Marc.Made - RA Lyrics



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Sometimes I ask myself if God was a rapper, what would he sound like?
I flip da switch let da anger spit while the world is looking
Then jot da plan get my pots and pans how I started cooking
Da bullies boogie, I walk-in Wookiee, dats Wonka Willie
Excuse my Frenchy I wouldn't tempt me I'm on a Millie
My choppy rhetoric lace the letterman, f*ck I'm fresh
Da flow is heaven sent for da helluvit pump da chest
Yung Jabberjaws I'm a talkin shark drinkin guppy water
You be flexatarian apparently all dat cuttin corners
My flow has been dormant, normally
I am just north of Normandy
Hold your seats, get your toiletries
I'm a torpedo tormenting
Targeting all the formerly formidable foes
You should know my fangs are fitted with gold
You couldn't sit on da throne
I got dat drip off da bone
I'm on yo front like a gnome
I got ya bitch on da phone
Dat pussy sip out da bowl
I put da tip on her tongue
She fa-la-la sing along
I hahaha wit da homies
I feel like RA wit da solar, eclipse, eat shit mere mortal
Thought you had da slightest chance at stopping me, tuh boy no
You should Work on yo delivery yo style still Digiorno
My style, finger lickin' still kickin' I'm Eddie Gordo
Every bar hit like hood niggas in black forces, cornrows
Dis Mama belt music you forgot to turn da stove on
Middle finger to da world, rough sex, I got da choke hold
Y'all then f*cked up, MARC.MADE really Mojo JoJo
Or I'm Samurai Jack, Aku can't timelapse
My moves, Omarion and the heart on ice pack
My veins on ice age, that's a dollar for ya dame (Dame Dolla)
From da logo, my numbers go up like stock exchange
That's In all categories I'm 5 plus to infinity
This music my magician I'm gifted I feel Fillory
Feel me? Or you'll be filling me killem all in a killin spree
Killing you in dis snippet you snickets can't get a lemony
Lookity here nigga I've transcended da law
Not your ordinary Demi I'm Ra(w)
I can see da whole world from my pyramid top
I just laugh at deez niggas tryna mirror my disguise
See da gold on my neck, pay respect to my elder
Melanin my goddess and dat cake red velvet
Gold on my neck, Gold on my neck, Bitch
Gold on my neck, Gold on my neck, Velvet
Gold on my neck, Gold on my neck
Gold on my neck, Velvet Red Velvet
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Sometimes I ask myself if God was a rapper, what would he sound like?
I flip da switch let da anger spit while the world is looking
Then jot da plan get my pots and pans how I started cooking
Da bullies boogie, I walk-in Wookiee, dats Wonka Willie
Excuse my Frenchy I wouldn't tempt me I'm on a Millie
My choppy rhetoric lace the letterman, f*ck I'm fresh
Da flow is heaven sent for da helluvit pump da chest
Yung Jabberjaws I'm a talkin shark drinkin guppy water
You be flexatarian apparently all dat cuttin corners
My flow has been dormant, normally
I am just north of Normandy
Hold your seats, get your toiletries
I'm a torpedo tormenting
Targeting all the formerly formidable foes
You should know my fangs are fitted with gold
You couldn't sit on da throne
I got dat drip off da bone
I'm on yo front like a gnome
I got ya bitch on da phone
Dat pussy sip out da bowl
I put da tip on her tongue
She fa-la-la sing along
I hahaha wit da homies
I feel like RA wit da solar, eclipse, eat shit mere mortal
Thought you had da slightest chance at stopping me, tuh boy no
You should Work on yo delivery yo style still Digiorno
My style, finger lickin' still kickin' I'm Eddie Gordo
Every bar hit like hood niggas in black forces, cornrows
Dis Mama belt music you forgot to turn da stove on
Middle finger to da world, rough sex, I got da choke hold
Y'all then f*cked up, MARC.MADE really Mojo JoJo
Or I'm Samurai Jack, Aku can't timelapse
My moves, Omarion and the heart on ice pack
My veins on ice age, that's a dollar for ya dame (Dame Dolla)
From da logo, my numbers go up like stock exchange
That's In all categories I'm 5 plus to infinity
This music my magician I'm gifted I feel Fillory
Feel me? Or you'll be filling me killem all in a killin spree
Killing you in dis snippet you snickets can't get a lemony
Lookity here nigga I've transcended da law
Not your ordinary Demi I'm Ra(w)
I can see da whole world from my pyramid top
I just laugh at deez niggas tryna mirror my disguise
See da gold on my neck, pay respect to my elder
Melanin my goddess and dat cake red velvet
Gold on my neck, Gold on my neck, Bitch
Gold on my neck, Gold on my neck, Velvet
Gold on my neck, Gold on my neck
Gold on my neck, Velvet Red Velvet
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Writer: Marcus Herndon
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Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Marcus Herndon

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