Ras Kass - Come On lyrics

rate me

You know what I’m talking nigga

I move flick like a greasy nigga fatty site and chinny nigga

Ras ross sushy agallah some shimmy nigga

Balini sipper, Mussolini nigga

7 day theory like I came out of a finny nigga

My flow niggas tray, blood of a slave

Money ain't nothing but paper with a presidents face

Nigga it's pathetic, my aura ultra magnetic

White Masserati wings up, they think I'm angelic

Fortunate and I got a fetish, for the good green letters

Legendary like accrues and old school jedus

Rock like panther, erase rap snoop era

From the hood to the gaza, we rap snoochera

GSP a mad era ,no match I'm better

I drink a bottle of all these natural born killers

You know what I'm talking about

Come on baby

This ain't a love song, this a thug song

Trading me out , disrespect that's when the love gone

Yeah it's poppin' come and fuck with me

Dedicated to the real once it’s stuck with me

Through the good and bad, come live it up with me

I ain't scared motherfucker nigga come get me

You know what I'm talking ‘bout

Come on baby, baby, baby

I rhyme non-stop so splitting atoms is a simple thing

Y'all nigga suspect grow ass man with nipple rings

Imagine Jesus married to Mary Magdalene

I sat frozen, posing in the valley of the kings

Like I'm Ethiopian but rising on his dean

Murder scene, we light up the streets like Billy Jean

(You know what I'm talking ‘bout)

I just lay the truth out

Witches drop from the ceiling half naked with their goops out

North south east west T dog let's sort it out

Y'all forcing me to be a one nigga slaughter house

A one man death jam, wrote the bible with my left hand

Balance in all my right arm doing a cake stand

So full dog food, critics come and get it

Cut a hole, and pull my dick out the sheet like a Sitix

You know what I'm talking ‘bout

Come on baby

This ain't a love song, this a thug song

Trading me out , disrespect that's when the love gone

Yeah it's poppin' come and fuck with me

Dedicated to the real once this stuck with me

Through the good and bad, come live it up with me

I ain't scared motherfucker nigga come get me

You know what I'm talking ‘bout

Come on baby

Crack a good fifth with agallah

Rasing as I tag along

Dog you know my catalogue, it's nasty since the analog

My shit in the street I can give a fuck about a blog

You put out that stupid shit but rappers I ain't mad at you

Don’t care for the tight jeans, phoenix in the paddy bro

I keep dressing like a mantle cuz back in style for y'all

Keep the fast shift , I keep it thorough when the beat blasting

So why you in it now we keep blasting

In my all black duke mansion

With no juice flashing

We're hoping kindness but who's asking

You chase trays I keep my cruel mass min

When our tangle’s out, my mask will still be on and you be just a has been

Why you rappers chasing heat like bass heads

I'm living proof, making good music still make bread

What?

You know what I'm talking ‘bout

Come on baby

This ain't a love song, this a thug song

Trading me out , disrespect that's when the love gone

Yeah it's poppin' come and fuck with me

Dedicated to the real once this stuck with me

Through the good and bad, come live it up with me

I ain't scared motherfucker nigga come get me

You know what I'm talking ‘bout

Come on baby, baby, baby