Semi-Automatic
R.I.E
Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer
R.I.E bitch Yah Ima semi-automatic Yah Cause I spit With no glitch And I hit I don’t miss Share a spliff With yo’ bitch While she’s twisting her hips She don’t snitch She don’t tip With her lips on my dick She a trip with that shit Man She crazy I’m deranged I don’t play B Get out my range Uh Cause the way I attack it Semi-automatic I load it and strap it While cutting through traffic I stab it I jab it Kidnap it Don’t play with the savage You’ll turn into baggage You know I do damage Uh They know me, don’t play games R.I.E be my name ah God, God, God dammit Ima God, God, God dammit Ima God, God, God dammit Ima Ima, Ima semi-automatic Cause I ratter and tatter Just make yo brain splatter To me it don’t matter See I am a rapper And you are a slacker I’m totting the swagger I go up the ladder Just make your dreams shatter Ya’ll can’t tame me I’m insane, ha Ya’ll can’t blame me I want that fame, heh Cause I’m back in this hoe And I’m bringing the dope For you there’s no hope Put your head in the rope I’m totting the scope I’m done being broke This is no joke You can get smoked Ya’ll don’t phase me I ain’t playing, ha Ya’ll can’t change me I stay the same, ha God, God, God dammit Ima God, God, God dammit Ima God, God, God dammit Ima Ima, Ima semi-automatic And you digging the burst But you thinking you cursed Cause the bullets dispersed And you feeling the hurt And your face in the dirt And you need to be nursed Man could it get worse? Well you could get murked Call me the messiah I’m bringing the fire Yeah first they perspire And then they expire And then they retire And if the future is any wiser Then they will aspire to acquire The skill that I got, but you can’t get higher I’m up in the tower of my empire So all you can do is just sit and admire And perhaps be inspired I’ve been at the bottom The problems - I got em We got something in common These rappers are nothing They are just fronting I’m Batman in Gotham And they are just Robin So they are forgotten Yeah That’s how you motherfuckin’ kill that shit man Yeah Yeah Yeah This is an attack But I am holding back To prove I can kill it while cutting you slack You’re stuck in my trap You’re nothing but snacks Nothing remains but blood and some scraps You got a snapback So you think you can rap My 8th year rapping bitch don’t f*ck with that Nobody can touch me in this place where I’m at Ima semi-automatic And you’re just a gat And I mean what I say And I say what I mean This is a buffet Fuckin’ cuisine Its D.O.A With R.I.E No playing games No C.O.D I’ve been on my grind In ain’t wasting time Competition is slim And that is sublime Can’t you see that the title is mine? I’m not even close to being in my prime God, God, God dammit Ima God, God, God dammit Ima God, God, God dammit Ima Ima, Ima semi-automatic
The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Semi-Automatic Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 21 May 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric-lf/3591205/R.I.E/Semi-Automatic>.
Discuss the Semi-Automatic Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In