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LowkeyRa

LowkeyRa is a British rapper and songwriter known for his powerful and thought-provoking lyrics. He gained recognition for his politically charged and socially conscious music, addressing topics like racism, inequality, and corruption. LowkeyRa has a distinct and forceful delivery style, often backed by hard-hitting beats. He has built a loyal fan base and continues to make music that resonates with listeners. more »

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F*ck you, f*ck them, and f*ck everybody
When it come down to lil dace know I don't play about him
Grown man solid, I ain't with the acting childish
Cut off all my problems, now my bank account just see deposits
Bro told me go harder then the carter three
You know I'm going to play it smarter
Dot my I and cross my t's
Heard them say they're on to me
Real ones they honor me
I don't really like to sleep
Cause that's when demons speak for free
I can't make this song cry, then f*ck it
I'm going to make it bleed
Keep on stacking blue notes, the only thing I want to see
Niggas being paranoid around me make me want to squeeze
Bitch gone text me that she love me
That ain't how you spell the streets
You know me I stay discrete
Keeping focus, keep it g
I've been me my whole life
He been switching every week
Make it happen never leech
Levi roots with the recipe
You wont see it when I creep
A mix of polamalu, and ed reed
Im a different breed
Hate they say they love me to death
Cause I can hear them breathe
If I feel like you ain't my speed
Can't get my energy
And that's real shit
We both build
But I build houses and they build tents
I stay behind the tints
Swear I love my privacy
Eyes be in my rear view
Car space in front of me
I will never trust a soul
I can say that honestly
Make me live more comfortably
While I raise my prodigy
Apologies what they been giving for my pot of cheese
A lot of keys in my vault that I can't let them see
He want the keys but can't even move a quarter p
I drop jewels you can pick it up or let it be
Rule one cant no nigga put no fucking fear in you
Rule two if they ain't helping kick they ass up out the loop
Rule three put away them dollars that you made from profit
Rule four keep away from niggas that be pocket watching
Always keep it solid
Know she don't belong to you
Cause she will f*ck my partner
I ain't trying to break up homes, I'm just being honest
Yo bitch come around me hungry I'm going to feed her sausage
And shooting up the club
Swear that made me cautious
Lil dace got me on my grind wanting more dollars
Experiences done turned me to a dope author
I'm demonstrating illustration they ain't too fond of
Bob marley with the ganga
Cause I ain't trying to break y'all spirit
I'm just telling you my feelings
Keep my peers up on their pivot
While we on the road to riches
I don't see no limits
Just some lemon niggas dressed in linen
So I keep my distance
Can't f*ck up my millions
They can't guard the man
God demanded I execute the plan
I don't have no fear of man
Cause man of fear can't make no bread
I don't take no meds
I take your bitch and tell her spread her legs
I don't take no meds
Talk to the booth so they can nod their head
Talk to the booth so they can nod their head yea
Thirty clip one up in the head
Puerto Rico, yea f*ck the feds
Got to make sure that my baby fed

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