Lyrics:
me
Smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul
That's all right!
A lot of bread and gangs of meat
Oodles
what it do
Fresh white sneaks with the Ray-Bans on
When you see Gro coming, you know I'm in the zone
The radio is killing me that other shit is wack
Time
Screw the game plan
Rock it with only Ray-Bans
Black bars from top to bottom no IMAX
New wave coming depending on when I'm murdered
11th hour pending I
out
Look!
What up ray was speechless I ain't no what too say
Got the call like at 8 am with Nate saying
You had passed away I'm like why niggas
Prolly why promoters felt like we didn't deserve to get paid
We were loved by some hated by many
Years pass growing up now, we just met Benny
Fan base
need it all, I want to see all y'all bubble
And rise to the top then prove to be hard like a rock
'cause you know it don't stop unless we let it all stop
Well...you like to make love?
I saw you walking down the street, and I had to stop
Turn up the radio and drop the top
I said "you look so good, and your so
The floorboard groans the rubber rolls
Rock on
Rave on
(Yeah we're) hauling ass to Arkalon
The ghost town on the Cimarron
Rock on
With eyes backlit by
lately
Now I'm like, who cuckoo now
But I stay wild
Soaking rays in the Serengeti
Throwing pennies in the fountain
Never do that, I'd rather get ready for
(Verse)
Standin' by the door, checkin' my hair
Waitin' on you to take me nowhere
We were always lookin' for a rock n' roll Saturday night
Sittin'
Standin' by the door, checkin' my hair
Waitin' on you to take me nowhere
We were always lookin' for a rock n' roll Saturday night
Sittin' on hold
vantage got me feelin fine
Soaking in some rays
Dreaming like I live it every day
Caught in the cross fire
Boi the only time I'm crossed is with my
Tri
State Area. Long Island
Verse 1:
Ha ha, welcome radio land and others, my underground brothers is mad deep
like gutters
I bring it no matter what
Yeah
Yeah what's up everybody, my name is Ray the Man
You know who this is
Coming at you from the South Side
The smoothest man south of the Fraser
to the radio song, concrete thoughts now a powdered dust to settle like the sun I can feel it come down.
Tonight only the dead are safe and sound
Tonight only
on fire, I'm frying my dinner
Quick like Sugar Ray Leonard, one love
Any boy get served like tennis
Menace, you call a rap bulldog
Me and my pen form
with it
Take off the hat, boy just admit it
Helping y’all out, I get paid by commission
Plays like Rondo all the rock I’m dishin'
With one wire I could
your american idol
Hypnotic trapped in a 3000 mile box
Chicks bobby sox today be botox
Now that hip hops the new so called rock
Parents dressin
need it all, I want to see all y'all bubble
And rise to the top then prove to be hard like a rock
'cause you know it don't stop unless we let it all stop
her whenever I saw a vehicle abandoned
Around here you're either a tourist, an artist like me, a sicko or bandit
Posted by plants that can kill a man,
ground ground
Cut up in soul soul by the pound pound
I'm going downtown like Julie Brown I'm the round mound
Not a rebound but like a hound I get
On the windshield to some radio rock
And we'll roll with it
Won't think about it too much
Baby let's just go with it
And get out of this ordinary everyday rut
And we
You are now tuned into Read the room radio
Brought to you in part by the POC everywhere
Wheels look like the kush kingdom we ruled
All black nigga
At the same time
So we all just walked back home
And asked for a good rock n roll delivery
So they brought us the stone and the rolls
And it was like, do it
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