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ra - the convo, pt. 3 lyrics

[intro]
maniac

caught you

[verse 1: rapman, ra]
(yo)
can you hear me? (go on)
you listening? see that food that you took was mine (yeah)
imma need you to run it back now
do that, cool and everything’s all fine (crazy)
i know you probably never knew it was my spot
probably just got ticked on the job (bro)
if you bring it back now (bro) everything’s all sound
(bro, bro, listen) bro be no beef, everything’s all squash (check this, check this, check this, check this, check this, check this)

[verse 2: ra, rapman]
hear what, fam? i ain’t running back a d+mn ting
man i don’t run back, i shot from a hand ting (yeah)
man i get phoning man’s phone on a mad ting (ay, listen)
where you come from? what’s your ranking? (ay, cuz)
what’s your block opp? you want this gang ting?
furthermore, how you get my number, (aight)
you’re gambling with your life fam (aight)
i ain’t on all of this gang ting
when it comes to war, i’m the last man standing
[verse 3: rapman, ra]
see i makе cool and i’m talking no calm
but you’re coming on the phone and you’rе talking all hard
(shut up)
you don’t know about me but i know who you are
(don’t know me, blud)
no way you get trim, got the blade to your car (d+ckhead)
you ain’t bad just cause you done a bit (tsss)
never been caught for a thing that i did (fam)
everything that i’ve done, cause i’ve done that in silence
(yo, joker, listen, listen, listen)
fam i ain’t the one, don’t make me have to get violent
(let me say it one more time)

[verse 4: ra, rapman]
hear me bro, i ride on the pitch
your worker’s a clown, you cry like a b+tch
you roll in my town, i put 5 in your whip
i ain’t never been caught from the works that i did
i was in jail on the word of a snitch
all that tough talk don’t work with a kid
when i buck you, gonna put a third in your wig
(hear me though. nah, hear me, hear me)
i’m ’bout that life, that’s word to the fifth

[verse 5: rapman, ra]
i already know why this ting’s gonna go
if you wanna stay here talking who’s badder
you wanna talk about guns and i talk about something
then we start talking ’bout who’s madder (’bout it)
but the fact of it is, with this back and forth sh+t
i’m the only one here that knows the other (shut up)
i can beat any man that you buck up on the road
now you thought about that there, brother (link me, blud)
i can beat that brother in the barbershop
with a cat in the car while you bust a shot
just to the tram with a stella in my hand
while i lay there, chillin’ outside your block (never slipping)
i’ll be behind you in the petrol station
pre+pump on you while you fill your tank
’cause you’re never gonna see me coming
just hear a man bang then it turn to blank
bust ya gun, blud

[verse 6: ra, rapman]
talk about bang and it all goes blank
i really do bang, i ain’t holding a shank
i’m really gonna feel that, beholding a rank. (aight)
i rob for real, that’s my ting
i ain’t never left my yard without my ting
got it on my lap when i’m gettin’ a trim
i don’t sell cats no more, i’m gettin’ it in
you think i don’t know you? check this ting
(you don’t know me, cuz)
i’ve done my homework on whose food it was
way before i ‘ecked this ting
so, you can be that man in the barbershop
or that man with a can of stella (brother)
or you can be that man that makes that wrong move
and gets all this t++t together (ay, brother)
i’m talkin ’bout we can do the streets for never
(you still ain’t listening)
on the field, i’m messi, try beat this head off
(so you think you’re batti?)
i does that
(you’re not running it back?)
nah, f+ck that
(you know it’s gonna be mad?)
then bust that
(you know i’m comin’ for that?)
then come, akh
[verse 7: rapman, ra]
aight cool, man, bun this, i see it now (yeah?)
if you want beef, no problem, i’ll be around
(where are you, blud?)
street man down, diamond t++th when i come around
gun vs guns, let’s see who’s got the biggest round
(talking bare smoke)
see i tried to do this peaceful for you
now i’m comin’ out with a piece full for you
and you saying that your messi on the pitch?
well i’m ronaldo, more plays and assists, what you sayin’ now?
think it’s a game, i ain’t playin’ round
straight on sight, when i’ll see you, leave you laying down
(yeah?)
fam, all of this for some piff and the bran
cause you just sold your life for some bits and some pans
and when we do pull on the scene
don’t try and beg and ask mercy from me (never!)
think you’re bulletproof, well, we’re soon gonna see
bare instagram post saying r.i.p, watch the riot now
(d+ckhead)

[verse 8: ra, rapman]
you can talk all of the smoke that you want
you’ll get it, and i’ll put a hole in your don
when i’m rolling this on, no phone in the tonka
when this 8 cooks, the whole place shook
do you dirty, see how your face looks
they’ll post you up on twitter and facebook
(think you’re bad?)
this pole will lift a n+gga like 8+foot
remember, i took your bread, it was hard though
same way i’ll take your breath, let the dark go
my heart is cold, i’m black like charcoal
(ay, you’re talking, yeah?)
still move bessie with the wrap in the cargo
(aight. aight, cool)
i’ll have 7 in your back, like ronaldo
tell your worker “hold his head, keep his chin up”
’cause i’m really out on the field, getting skin touched
forget the tough talk, when we gonna link up?
[(come and knock us)?]
’cause i’m ready to squeeze this ting to the pin, bruh

[outro]
wait!
don’t wanna see me, blud
say where you are, then
don’t wanna see me, blud

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