Rav, Kill Bill: The Rapper, Mega Ran - ​Put It Down lyrics

I stepped inside a room full of blue
Chances are that every rumor is true
I speak slowly 'Cause in this town
It seem like every creep know me
I should drop a mixtape and
Mark it "strictly beats only" y’all shinobi
Eavesdropping so I'm lighting the wood slow
Old-school heat
It's like igniting a wood stove
Amalgam thinking like a wishing well jeweler
Mini me’s jocking
Man y'all kids some cell juniors
Flipping cards
Trying not to trigger trap holes
Y'all trynna wrap this up
You're gonna need a bigger lasso
Chilling out with Ran

Best believe we kicking fat flows
If you ain't tryna crush it, why
The hell you spitting raps for, huh?
I push it back, putty tat, the cat is so sick
Y'all run the zig-zags like
It's frickin Madden ‘06
Slow your roll, AI to the wayside
Big wallet chasing
Spider-House by the bayside
That's Majora’s Mask, let the moon fall slow
Y’all be spitting boring raps
Let your crew all know
I put it down (Yo, what up, Ran)
I put it down i put it down i put it down

I was working on my masterpiece
Before I pass, at least to y'all I wanna be
Known as one of rap’s elites
I've been gathering and grabbing beats
And booking tours
'cause you know even a starving
Artist has to eat
The smart ones always outlast the hard ones
Been a marksman
Like I was a kin to the Marstons
I'd rather kick a rhyme than hit the quan
They say I spit divine
And it’s always in the nick of time
They know it's the truth, the flow is aloof
Music up, shoot 'em up clive O in the booth
Cats will cross you and
Keep a handshake firm, still
That's the type of stuff that make
A nice guy turn Hill another chapter
Coming hard as the second rapture
Chess master, verbally we deading rappers
Life is hard, it's why I'm rapping this hard
Trying to make it worth
The scratching and scars

More than just spectacular bars
We keep the passion as large
Feeling invincible, like Mario
Grabbing a star, yeah
Kill ‘em softly, similar to assassins
Seen a lot of cats sell their
Soul to try to cash in
Flowing decent, but lacking the passion
Heavy on mechanics
But they pass on the action
Man, just make something that excites me
I don't grab a mic piece
Thinking ‘bout a hypebeast
I be on that Spike Lee
Trying to do the right thing
As dark as I am
How could you ever take me lightly

Put it down i put it down
Yeah, yeah, we put it down
Kill Bill, we put it down (Mega)

I put it down like my inventory full
Like my dog won't get no better
Like a mic after a rapper's
Career has hit a lull
Y'all my sons, so best remember that I'm
K-K-King of the cosmos
Spitting with my eyes closed
Listening to y'all feels like
Listening to moss grow
Spliff kick like a bronco
Lift me up like tonsils don't be hostile
Why you kids sticking to Hanzo?
Catch us zooted out in Tokyo
And the blunt got the wood-tip like Pinocchio
I put it down

Like something useful on a post-it notes
So and so's sleeping on my
Music like they comatose
Wake up sleepy head, it's time to get hung up
You keep claiming you the shit
But that's a dysentery bluff
In summation, bruh, you lyrically suck
Treat your music like an item
That I don't need, pick it up
And put it down put it down
Put it down put it down
I put it down i put it down
I put it down i put it down