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One v One Video (MV)




Performed By: The Ravenous
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Aswin Raveendran




The Ravenous - One v One Lyrics




I don't mean to embarrass you in front of your apparent fans
But if we're battling, I'm barrelling down your parapet
Till I leave you right where you stand
All alone, kick your body of work to the boot like Stan
Damn, I don't even rap, I'm just here to back to back you back to the facts
You're an actor, plastic raps about rap but nobody knows what you're tryna say

I smell the smoke of a straw man burn from a mile away
And that's your version of clarity? You don't wanna battle me
Go ahead memorise and recite 5 lines like a parakeet
I see you walk in here thinking that you might see parity
I'll have you walking out of here looking like a parody
Taking your normality with you, when I get through and diss you
Leaving you disused, buried in the acid of a battery

Was that you tryna take charge with a fallacy fallacy? I'll let you flop
Then I'll wipe the floor with you, while I explain
What is likely more than true, you're afraid of the culture in all you do
You're either tryna be whiter than a sunblock barrier
Or tryna to be blacker than an unlocked character
Now somehow I'm the shadow you fear
But let's get one thing straight I am you in a matter of years

All your little monologues, I just drown them out
And that is not a metaphor I'm sending cannonballs
Into your ship till the bow is down
You bout to be the one to look left at a roundabout
But no one two step you can't drive in this range
I'll slice your snide remarks, spite your disdain
Your 9 to 5 life is just a bit lame, at least provide a mixtape

No, go and tell a Sweetheart that your tears are real
Then tell that fake storyteller how we really feel
I said he might be ahead in your plane of view
But at least I could tell you a tale or two
So hands in the air, now, hands in the air
Now you running from reality, sanity, stammering
Back to the man, map it again, rapping bout what you know that really isn't there
So quit pretending, I'm here to cancel your damn fake show
When I make you miss your ending, go ahead and send it
And then we'll see how many will really rock up just cos they clicked attending
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I don't mean to embarrass you in front of your apparent fans
But if we're battling, I'm barrelling down your parapet
Till I leave you right where you stand
All alone, kick your body of work to the boot like Stan
Damn, I don't even rap, I'm just here to back to back you back to the facts
You're an actor, plastic raps about rap but nobody knows what you're tryna say

I smell the smoke of a straw man burn from a mile away
And that's your version of clarity? You don't wanna battle me
Go ahead memorise and recite 5 lines like a parakeet
I see you walk in here thinking that you might see parity
I'll have you walking out of here looking like a parody
Taking your normality with you, when I get through and diss you
Leaving you disused, buried in the acid of a battery

Was that you tryna take charge with a fallacy fallacy? I'll let you flop
Then I'll wipe the floor with you, while I explain
What is likely more than true, you're afraid of the culture in all you do
You're either tryna be whiter than a sunblock barrier
Or tryna to be blacker than an unlocked character
Now somehow I'm the shadow you fear
But let's get one thing straight I am you in a matter of years

All your little monologues, I just drown them out
And that is not a metaphor I'm sending cannonballs
Into your ship till the bow is down
You bout to be the one to look left at a roundabout
But no one two step you can't drive in this range
I'll slice your snide remarks, spite your disdain
Your 9 to 5 life is just a bit lame, at least provide a mixtape

No, go and tell a Sweetheart that your tears are real
Then tell that fake storyteller how we really feel
I said he might be ahead in your plane of view
But at least I could tell you a tale or two
So hands in the air, now, hands in the air
Now you running from reality, sanity, stammering
Back to the man, map it again, rapping bout what you know that really isn't there
So quit pretending, I'm here to cancel your damn fake show
When I make you miss your ending, go ahead and send it
And then we'll see how many will really rock up just cos they clicked attending
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Writer: Aswin Raveendran
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