Hold the Name (98 Flow)
Call the fire man
A player got this place blazin
Layin down insane language
Prayin that the stress ate em
Still reigning
Iron fist
In your environment
As wild as it gets
I'm very vile to the honorless
I exist in a different universe
No oculus
Real hip hop has left
You feelin real optionless
Don't kiss ass
Or make no false promises
Your streams and followers
Inflated like collagen
I oughta been top ten
College underground
But I dropped out
And started moving pounds
From noon to now
Consuming loud
And tearing thru local battle circuits
Traveled downstate and nobody
Really had it workin
My man's was lurkin
Searching for another victim
The minute I was spittin
They already knew that I killed em
Dissed from your kicks
Up to your wack fitted
Your rap gimmick of Mac Millin
Ain't save you from the last image
Of me winnin grinnin Chillin
What I've been grilling
Bunk ass rappers
Mc'ing what they ain't living
Claimin hoods you couldn't name
Two streets that cross
Why when you in that jungle
Your ass always getting lost
Cold as frost
Fresher than some ice glaciers
My taste is
Cleaner than my
White Nike Blazers
Hold the Mic
Always right
To my minds anchors
Through the night
To the light
I write out bangers
O.C. - "Times Up"
"Non conceptual, non exceptional
Everybody's either crime related
Or sexual"
I rap my ass off
Blast like NASA
Crash the NASDAQ
And mash back to Nassau
Manslaughter it's raw
Killin skins
Womens pants off
Your games weak
That's what you always
With your man's for
Advance four
I'm swinging haymakers
On the dance floor
Tony danza with the hands
Dodging all your bad form
Lack to perform
When now bein wack is norm
Leave 'em seeing black and scorn
Like theyre speeding
In a bad storm
Tax forms
I'm on an upper platform
My plateau placement
They all tryin to grasp for em
Cash is foreign
Get a profit in the exchange
That means I move international
For those with the slow brains
A whole different game
No holds on the change
Make a donation
And put a close to the vein
You can go get yourself some clothes and chain
But you'll never be Raizo
For I hold that name
A player got this place blazin
Layin down insane language
Prayin that the stress ate em
Still reigning
Iron fist
In your environment
As wild as it gets
I'm very vile to the honorless
I exist in a different universe
No oculus
Real hip hop has left
You feelin real optionless
Don't kiss ass
Or make no false promises
Your streams and followers
Inflated like collagen
I oughta been top ten
College underground
But I dropped out
And started moving pounds
From noon to now
Consuming loud
And tearing thru local battle circuits
Traveled downstate and nobody
Really had it workin
My man's was lurkin
Searching for another victim
The minute I was spittin
They already knew that I killed em
Dissed from your kicks
Up to your wack fitted
Your rap gimmick of Mac Millin
Ain't save you from the last image
Of me winnin grinnin Chillin
What I've been grilling
Bunk ass rappers
Mc'ing what they ain't living
Claimin hoods you couldn't name
Two streets that cross
Why when you in that jungle
Your ass always getting lost
Cold as frost
Fresher than some ice glaciers
My taste is
Cleaner than my
White Nike Blazers
Hold the Mic
Always right
To my minds anchors
Through the night
To the light
I write out bangers
O.C. - "Times Up"
"Non conceptual, non exceptional
Everybody's either crime related
Or sexual"
I rap my ass off
Blast like NASA
Crash the NASDAQ
And mash back to Nassau
Manslaughter it's raw
Killin skins
Womens pants off
Your games weak
That's what you always
With your man's for
Advance four
I'm swinging haymakers
On the dance floor
Tony danza with the hands
Dodging all your bad form
Lack to perform
When now bein wack is norm
Leave 'em seeing black and scorn
Like theyre speeding
In a bad storm
Tax forms
I'm on an upper platform
My plateau placement
They all tryin to grasp for em
Cash is foreign
Get a profit in the exchange
That means I move international
For those with the slow brains
A whole different game
No holds on the change
Make a donation
And put a close to the vein
You can go get yourself some clothes and chain
But you'll never be Raizo
For I hold that name
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Ring
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