I dispense dope sentences without a prescription.
Prefixes asphyxiate bitches who flips linguistics,
Representin the West, relevant to relentless sentences.
If renegade rebels resent this wicked syntax,
Revert to revolution Ras reverse, reverberates,
Revolvin with written retalliation, rate repetitious.
Tag: Soul On Ice
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Ras Kass, “Etc.,” Soul on Ice, 1996. More from Ras Kass…
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My mental’s the bullet, my tongue’s the finger that pull it.
Ras Kass, “Etc.,” Soul on Ice, 1996. More from Ras Kass… -
Want to know my occupation, home location, and means of transportation?
The correct combination unlocked your placenta…
I got a cellular phone with a rubber antenna,
And a 3-story house, drive a 4-door Ac.
Favorite song of all time? Mobb Deep’s ‘Hit It From the Back’Ras Kass, “Drama,” Soul on Ice, 1996. More from Ras Kass… -
Make a radio hit: heads criticize it.
Underground classic? Nobody buys it.
So, rap is fucked…
And everything blowing up sounds redundant,
But money talks and bullshit does 9 flat in the 100.Ras Kass, “Reelishymn,” Soul On Ice, 1996 -
You keepin it real, but ain’t got a clue what reality really be;
See, the diameter of your knowledge is the circumference of your activity.Ras Kass, “Soul On Ice (Remix),” Soul On Ice, 1996 -
We runnin around in thousand-dollar clown suits,
Better get some boots when Lucifer turn your city to Beirut.Ras Kass, “Soul On Ice (Remix),” 1996