Yeah
It seems like rap nowadays only consists of dope beats
Add a kick, snare, a bass line, and a flow please
But I'm about to kill everybody it's so easy
My lyrics 'bout to hit 'em like shots to the dome piece
I'm a savage and anybody out there who's thinking different
Can pucker up next to my ass and just start kissing
'Cause I don't give a shit when these people won't quit bitching
About my music and telling their friends that they shouldn't listen
Keep giving me exposure that's only the main mission
'Cause I'll be cooking up fresh tracks in the same kitchen
And in the same distance I'll do it in half the time
Shooting you down dog without having to blast a nine
My lyrical intelligence making you all irrelevant
It's evident that I'm bringing rap to another level kid
A pen and paper, some Mary Jane are the only elements
And I ain't stopping until I make it to f*cking excellence
Until my pockets and bank accounts are fatter than elephants
Until I'm killing beats and police are looking for evidence
Until I could take a shit and wipe my ass with a Benjamin
Until my whole family is set with these dead presidents, Ah
I can't hear 'em over the laughter
'Cause anything they're saying it really just doesn't matter
'Cause I be killing beats and I'm ghost just like Casper
So let's just give a moment of silence for all these rappers
All these rappers, rappers
Moment of silence
Moment of silence
Shh, Shh
But I'm about to hit 'em again, 'bout to kill 'em again
Bring the beat back so I could spit out this venom again
I ain't playing when I tell you I'm a little insane
I could spit it off of the pen or even off of the brain
Just give me the Mary Jane and I'm taking two tokes of it
Then pass it to my left 'cause I'm starting to choke from it
And then I hear two amateurs rap like they know something
But when I get to rhyming they see how a pro does it
Just give me the mic for a second so I could Ro Bless it
Ain't a college professor but I could teach you a lesson
Only 25 'bout to be 26 but I'm wrecking
Every beat that I produce like this shit is my profession
I'm a freak of nature my only approach to these beats
Is to go and grab the mic and murder on the first degree
God put me in this seat said I've been chosen to speak
So I became a doctor in the lab performing surgery
So first, I get to opening my brain with some Mary Jane
Get to the main vein so I could spit the flame
Second, I get to opening my chest, cardiac arrest
Move the flesh so I could bring out the true Ro Bless
Now you see me now you don't I disappear from the fake
Put it on my grandmother's stone I'll never care when you hate
Want to talk behind my back, but never talk in my face
So I'll keep running towards the money
Leave you walking in place, I'm gone
Ro Bless - Moment of Silence Lyrics
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Yeah
It seems like rap nowadays only consists of dope beats
Add a kick, snare, a bass line, and a flow please
But I'm about to kill everybody it's so easy
My lyrics 'bout to hit 'em like shots to the dome piece
I'm a savage and anybody out there who's thinking different
Can pucker up next to my ass and just start kissing
'Cause I don't give a shit when these people won't quit bitching
About my music and telling their friends that they shouldn't listen
Keep giving me exposure that's only the main mission
'Cause I'll be cooking up fresh tracks in the same kitchen
And in the same distance I'll do it in half the time
Shooting you down dog without having to blast a nine
My lyrical intelligence making you all irrelevant
It's evident that I'm bringing rap to another level kid
A pen and paper, some Mary Jane are the only elements
And I ain't stopping until I make it to f*cking excellence
Until my pockets and bank accounts are fatter than elephants
Until I'm killing beats and police are looking for evidence
Until I could take a shit and wipe my ass with a Benjamin
Until my whole family is set with these dead presidents, Ah
I can't hear 'em over the laughter
'Cause anything they're saying it really just doesn't matter
'Cause I be killing beats and I'm ghost just like Casper
So let's just give a moment of silence for all these rappers
All these rappers, rappers
Moment of silence
Moment of silence
Shh, Shh
But I'm about to hit 'em again, 'bout to kill 'em again
Bring the beat back so I could spit out this venom again
I ain't playing when I tell you I'm a little insane
I could spit it off of the pen or even off of the brain
Just give me the Mary Jane and I'm taking two tokes of it
Then pass it to my left 'cause I'm starting to choke from it
And then I hear two amateurs rap like they know something
But when I get to rhyming they see how a pro does it
Just give me the mic for a second so I could Ro Bless it
Ain't a college professor but I could teach you a lesson
Only 25 'bout to be 26 but I'm wrecking
Every beat that I produce like this shit is my profession
I'm a freak of nature my only approach to these beats
Is to go and grab the mic and murder on the first degree
God put me in this seat said I've been chosen to speak
So I became a doctor in the lab performing surgery
So first, I get to opening my brain with some Mary Jane
Get to the main vein so I could spit the flame
Second, I get to opening my chest, cardiac arrest
Move the flesh so I could bring out the true Ro Bless
Now you see me now you don't I disappear from the fake
Put it on my grandmother's stone I'll never care when you hate
Want to talk behind my back, but never talk in my face
So I'll keep running towards the money
Leave you walking in place, I'm gone
It seems like rap nowadays only consists of dope beats
Add a kick, snare, a bass line, and a flow please
But I'm about to kill everybody it's so easy
My lyrics 'bout to hit 'em like shots to the dome piece
I'm a savage and anybody out there who's thinking different
Can pucker up next to my ass and just start kissing
'Cause I don't give a shit when these people won't quit bitching
About my music and telling their friends that they shouldn't listen
Keep giving me exposure that's only the main mission
'Cause I'll be cooking up fresh tracks in the same kitchen
And in the same distance I'll do it in half the time
Shooting you down dog without having to blast a nine
My lyrical intelligence making you all irrelevant
It's evident that I'm bringing rap to another level kid
A pen and paper, some Mary Jane are the only elements
And I ain't stopping until I make it to f*cking excellence
Until my pockets and bank accounts are fatter than elephants
Until I'm killing beats and police are looking for evidence
Until I could take a shit and wipe my ass with a Benjamin
Until my whole family is set with these dead presidents, Ah
I can't hear 'em over the laughter
'Cause anything they're saying it really just doesn't matter
'Cause I be killing beats and I'm ghost just like Casper
So let's just give a moment of silence for all these rappers
All these rappers, rappers
Moment of silence
Moment of silence
Shh, Shh
But I'm about to hit 'em again, 'bout to kill 'em again
Bring the beat back so I could spit out this venom again
I ain't playing when I tell you I'm a little insane
I could spit it off of the pen or even off of the brain
Just give me the Mary Jane and I'm taking two tokes of it
Then pass it to my left 'cause I'm starting to choke from it
And then I hear two amateurs rap like they know something
But when I get to rhyming they see how a pro does it
Just give me the mic for a second so I could Ro Bless it
Ain't a college professor but I could teach you a lesson
Only 25 'bout to be 26 but I'm wrecking
Every beat that I produce like this shit is my profession
I'm a freak of nature my only approach to these beats
Is to go and grab the mic and murder on the first degree
God put me in this seat said I've been chosen to speak
So I became a doctor in the lab performing surgery
So first, I get to opening my brain with some Mary Jane
Get to the main vein so I could spit the flame
Second, I get to opening my chest, cardiac arrest
Move the flesh so I could bring out the true Ro Bless
Now you see me now you don't I disappear from the fake
Put it on my grandmother's stone I'll never care when you hate
Want to talk behind my back, but never talk in my face
So I'll keep running towards the money
Leave you walking in place, I'm gone
Writer: Nico Robles
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave