Ray Jets - Souls In The Gold lyrics

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Ray Jets - Souls In The Gold lyrics

[Intro: Method Man] But it's like sometimes I start to think Like the hip hop audience ain't that intelligent sometimes you know Where they don't pick up on it Because they let the The corniest sh** get the most airplay you know what I mean? The,the most unconscious sh** get the most airplay It's like what the f** is wrong with ya'll (ODB: it's the government) And they run up on me talking about keep it real Don't run up on me saying keep it real If you ain't supporting the real You know what I'm saying, bottom line [Verse 1: Ray Jets] I do this on a 24 7 days straight to get your weak applause I rap deep for my blackheads But ignorance still block your pores You been showered with too many lines of a pop cause Hunch in my posture Rage & some lockjaw But I'm still on my toes regardless On my Leonardo catch me if you can Mr triple sixing man My sound bound to reach them So I'm watching for them black transit vans Cos' they'll jump out and grab When you highlighting the enlightened's plans Far from a lone soldier D-double-O-R got you in focus Micro-scoping your plots We ain't letting hip-hop be the thing that you choking pops Get rocked by these British kids When they run up in your spot Like damn we'd k** to save the music What?! Test it if we fooling Huh?! k** them softly for a few G's I'm lying I'm a rampaging uzi And I'm oozing My pa**ion for the rap game and a couple coolie's [Hook] I'm seeing souls in the gold Souls in the gold (x4) They scream and screech yearning for they freedom They bright in the night shining for the dark reasons Tell me if money be the root of all evil Materialism k**s but the cancer be the people [Verse 2: Ray Jets] Camera flash a**a**inate you quicker than magnums So watch how you acting Get popped for that pill popping When the clapperboards slamming Cos' you know that eye in the triangle Could make a south,south attraction count Got to keep clean in the game Snake to hawk vision What I see ain't the same Could never play snap with me and other artists They sanity caves quick for them rocks Whether brown or c**aine gasping They last breath No respect for that Never stall to smoke and expose them I be starting arson They balls ain't never dropped Make them break north for apartments But better watch them forked tongues Cos' they be plate dipping Skipping small prints Induce yourself victim Gets vicious If you don't do that extra cuhipular Hop over pro-raptination Get your wisdom up Over there the gra** greener But it's growing out of season At least let me see some Hesitation Before you commit your souls treason [Interlude] Yo I don't even know what they're doing with themselves Souls for the gold Now they souls in the gold [Hook] [Verse 3: Ray Jets] An echo to the lost from the summit I know you praying I plummet Like fruits of my labour leaving pipes flooded Won't sacrifice nothing to gain pounds cousin I want to be plane high F-t about 300 thou' Shooting deuces at my mums roof And drop an index on rap g for those who don't like the muse If illuminati want my mind,soul and my body Then Im a stay stiller than statue photocopies No f** that Still a rugrat I won't be coffin dodging You'll be copping poppy's Remembrance of the time Jets bombed your office of wicked conference Check as I Adverse for adversaries Dash between your numbers Till I deplete you in hundreds So what's the outcome shard? Nothing Dust Remains Debris Go head attack Cos' I be crunching on them leaves even if they still green D-double-O-R you can't f** with the team f** with the team [Hook]

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