Rav - Be Yourself, Free Yourself lyrics
[Rav - Be Yourself, Free Yourself lyrics]
Uh, yeah
R-A-V, and I'm back
And I'm back
What up?
Yeah, I'm back
Yeah, I'm back
Yes, I'm back back
Back back
Man, I'm back back
Welcome to the planet of the dope man, manic
And I'm so damn frantic when it comes to the music
Went through the hood with one hundred dudes
With boomboxes on their shoulders but smooth still
My groove ill, I'm Rav-ill
Shoot me, I won't blink, I'm that chill
Huh, yeah, yo, I really changed
I used to be mad energetic and really strange
But now I'm chill all the time no matter what
Circumstances I'm in have the advantage of
Being mad experienced and young
Wise and fresh, I seriously am strong
When it comes to my mind, so I grind easily
And I can rhyme with it now and now I'm unceasingly
Using old English to force a rhyme, of course I'm lyin'
Wait for the second verse
In the second verse I might shine
Yeah, just be yourself, yeah
Yeah, come on and free yourself, uh
Huh, yeah
Just don't be me, nah don't be me
Uh, don't be me, nah don't be me
I said don't be me, nah don't be me
Let's go
R-av, most insane on the mic
Others playin' on it like, are you playin' 'cause like
You just seem mad wack, I ain't hate on you, psych
Yeah, I'm hatin' alright, but the hate's justified
You just mad wack, trash tracks, mind get your cash stacks
But when I black, always get the mic passed back
That's that shit, yo, you half-assed rappers
Act like kids plus you're walkin' backwards
Ten steps back, twenty forward for me
You recycling your rhymes, kinda awkward to see
I spit hard on the beat, yep, I slaughter the beat
Then, go walk in the streets while you stalk me and see
That I'm still ill, still kill, rap god, ill skill
Everything I make feel real plus it's real chill
Damn son, I'm so rap like handsome
Holdin' that ransom, you know who I am, son
Oh shoot, girls say "Dope is so cute"
Funny thing is, man, your momma said it's so true
"Oh you", I reply, "yes I am the flyest guy"
Get shit if the price is right
And to me life is like a real thing worth living for
So I stay rippin' bars after bars , frickin' whores
On my jock, oh shucks, what do I do now?
Two loud vibrations might take you down
You clowns ain't got shit on an MC
No respect in the streets, so you envy
Underground rappers, but you say that the money buy
All the fuckin' happiness, but I don't think it's fuckin' right
Your concept of happiness is, fuckin' nonsense
Stupid fuckin' shit, go suck dick
Fuckin' why do you give up quick? Submit
Stop it quick, wake up, make hot shit
Don't be me, nah don't be me, uh
Don't be me, nah don't be me
You gotta be youself, come free yourself, yeah
Be yourself, go and free youself, I said
Be yourself, go and free youself, just uh
Don't be me, nah don't be me, nah
Don't be me, nah don't be me, nah
Don't be me, nah don't be me, I said
Don't be me, nah
Na na na, yeah
Be yourself, free yourself
Don't be me, yeah
R-A-V
Ain't as hard as me
R-A-V, and I'm back
And I'm back
What up?
Yeah, I'm back
Yeah, I'm back
Yes, I'm back back
Back back
Man, I'm back back
Welcome to the planet of the dope man, manic
And I'm so damn frantic when it comes to the music
Went through the hood with one hundred dudes
With boomboxes on their shoulders but smooth still
My groove ill, I'm Rav-ill
Shoot me, I won't blink, I'm that chill
Huh, yeah, yo, I really changed
I used to be mad energetic and really strange
But now I'm chill all the time no matter what
Circumstances I'm in have the advantage of
Being mad experienced and young
Wise and fresh, I seriously am strong
When it comes to my mind, so I grind easily
And I can rhyme with it now and now I'm unceasingly
Using old English to force a rhyme, of course I'm lyin'
Wait for the second verse
In the second verse I might shine
Yeah, just be yourself, yeah
Yeah, come on and free yourself, uh
Huh, yeah
Just don't be me, nah don't be me
Uh, don't be me, nah don't be me
I said don't be me, nah don't be me
Let's go
R-av, most insane on the mic
Others playin' on it like, are you playin' 'cause like
You just seem mad wack, I ain't hate on you, psych
Yeah, I'm hatin' alright, but the hate's justified
You just mad wack, trash tracks, mind get your cash stacks
But when I black, always get the mic passed back
That's that shit, yo, you half-assed rappers
Act like kids plus you're walkin' backwards
Ten steps back, twenty forward for me
You recycling your rhymes, kinda awkward to see
I spit hard on the beat, yep, I slaughter the beat
Then, go walk in the streets while you stalk me and see
That I'm still ill, still kill, rap god, ill skill
Everything I make feel real plus it's real chill
Damn son, I'm so rap like handsome
Holdin' that ransom, you know who I am, son
Oh shoot, girls say "Dope is so cute"
Funny thing is, man, your momma said it's so true
"Oh you", I reply, "yes I am the flyest guy"
Get shit if the price is right
And to me life is like a real thing worth living for
So I stay rippin' bars after bars , frickin' whores
On my jock, oh shucks, what do I do now?
Two loud vibrations might take you down
You clowns ain't got shit on an MC
No respect in the streets, so you envy
Underground rappers, but you say that the money buy
All the fuckin' happiness, but I don't think it's fuckin' right
Your concept of happiness is, fuckin' nonsense
Stupid fuckin' shit, go suck dick
Fuckin' why do you give up quick? Submit
Stop it quick, wake up, make hot shit
Don't be me, nah don't be me, uh
Don't be me, nah don't be me
You gotta be youself, come free yourself, yeah
Be yourself, go and free youself, I said
Be yourself, go and free youself, just uh
Don't be me, nah don't be me, nah
Don't be me, nah don't be me, nah
Don't be me, nah don't be me, I said
Don't be me, nah
Na na na, yeah
Be yourself, free yourself
Don't be me, yeah
R-A-V
Ain't as hard as me