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Cyberspace Video (MV)




Performed By: Raz
Length: 1:36
Written by: Muhammad Bin Ridzwan




Raz - Cyberspace Lyrics




Programmed to not neglect my soul fam'
Heart of a warrior, they got me feeling Conan
Know that I'm a bold man, when I wrap the flow's hands
All around me like twister/Twista, they got me feeling' slow jam
Overnight celebrity, in case you didn't know yet
Beat and me in union, reminiscent of soviet
Sending beef to your tables, in case you ain't got served yet
Eat that? Get your mouth stained, wiping shit like some serviettes
Anyone who's worse? Next! Running won't make it hurt less
Been spitting fire, no wonder I got a burned chest
All these rhymes they burn the rest, won't rest 'till I rest in peace
Play with fire, get yourself scorched suffering third degree, motherf*cker!
I learned lessons, turned blessings to my lethal weapon
An urn, casket, or hearse, won't stop my words from ever lasting
You got to earn that respect, on my Aretha Franklin
For the Benjamins', I'm a beast, that's devouring sections

Won't stop till I reach the top
I'm a rocket that be blasting off
You use bullets, I use ideas to spark the glock
Welcome to the future cuz' the mask is off
I've weathered the storms, yea I've battled the climate
Knock down anybody knocking my grind man
I'll fall down sometimes, but that won't stop the climb and
R-A-Z, I'm one of a kind, yea I'm one of a
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Programmed to not neglect my soul fam'
Heart of a warrior, they got me feeling Conan
Know that I'm a bold man, when I wrap the flow's hands
All around me like twister/Twista, they got me feeling' slow jam
Overnight celebrity, in case you didn't know yet
Beat and me in union, reminiscent of soviet
Sending beef to your tables, in case you ain't got served yet
Eat that? Get your mouth stained, wiping shit like some serviettes
Anyone who's worse? Next! Running won't make it hurt less
Been spitting fire, no wonder I got a burned chest
All these rhymes they burn the rest, won't rest 'till I rest in peace
Play with fire, get yourself scorched suffering third degree, motherf*cker!
I learned lessons, turned blessings to my lethal weapon
An urn, casket, or hearse, won't stop my words from ever lasting
You got to earn that respect, on my Aretha Franklin
For the Benjamins', I'm a beast, that's devouring sections

Won't stop till I reach the top
I'm a rocket that be blasting off
You use bullets, I use ideas to spark the glock
Welcome to the future cuz' the mask is off
I've weathered the storms, yea I've battled the climate
Knock down anybody knocking my grind man
I'll fall down sometimes, but that won't stop the climb and
R-A-Z, I'm one of a kind, yea I'm one of a
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Writer: Muhammad Bin Ridzwan
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