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Ryno SZN Volume II by T.H.E. Honoroll Lyrics

Genre: misc | Year: 2017

(Intro to God Complex)
Skit of Ryno talking on the phone to one of the other producers.

"Bitch I'm a Viking"

VIKING
Bitch I'm a Viking
Ya
Said bitch I'm a Viking
Ya ya

I got a backpack full of trap raps
Weed and codeine load the magazine
Spray it for the fiends n lean while I sing
Slurring my speech and tunin to the beat

Yeah, got a napsack full of crack tracks
Bass so loud like Serenas ass clap
Eatin bars like a Venus fly trap
Taking charge; ghengaskhan of rap
So, got a whole bag full of whack cats
Running this game?
Shit! Y'all aint even stepped on a track!
So I'd say it's facts that you have no chance

I got a whole team full of light beings
Dying to write things! new heights please!
this bars too low for my liking
New world to conquer, bitch ima Viking

Said bitch imma Viking
(X4)

Y'all gotta quit comparin me
To all these fools, it's scaring me
Like verily I say to thee
I'll part the sea with my art you see

It's a part of me, but I'm conquering
My enemy, who's also me
My thoughts you see on humanity
Are probably opposite of thee

Like honestly I'm on a new level
Show me the necks that I must sever
Tell me I'm next it doesn't matter
God signs my checks so my pockets fatter
This the fucking rapture quit your fucking laughter
Not so lucky after the reaper grabs ya
And you ain't made a dent, just a fucking rapper
Stuck in a rut while this life will pass ya

Said bitch imma Viking (x4)

(Drunken in booth skit)

IDFWYALL

Rap politics like trump and Clinton
Ain't that a bitch, it's something fishy
Paint all of these pictures with my own paint
Pave that road, make my own way

We Slave for shows, fuck getting paid
We work so hard that we need a maid
Well, She twerked so hard she pulled a hammy
Who knew the beat could win a Grammy

If the shoe fits then run it family
Do what ya gotta I understand it
Just know these clones are all branded
With the style less odes of getting faded
Kush cologne and dirty Sprite
Letting shade in, inviting night.
Zany bars without any bars
Just a mumble with well placed hype (ugh)

(Bridge)
Need a band for a feature

Can't even fill up a set of bleachers

Blue collar is the mantra

Maybe that's why youll never reach us!

(Hook)
I don't fuck with y'all, no! I don't fuck with y'all no no !
I don't I don't i dont fuck with y'all!
On god! I don't fuck with y'all!
I don't, I don't, no no...

So while all y'all judge the game
By the few who have tiny brains
There's a slew who tries to change
Perceptive questions and intended shade

I recommend you pay attention please
To the lessons strained by moral weight
It's a never ending verbal siege
Our oral game is quite insane

So when we tour the globe in a private plane
Just be sure you know that it's just fate
Levitate levitate just like Kendrick
Celibate from whiskay just like Kendrick

You see, you see, I'm tryin to be remembered
Lucy Lucy, no I won't commend you
Pet dog pet dog, hope I don't offend you
But if the Devils dancin, I'm switchin venues

Switchin' venues, switchin venues
Devils dancing I'm switchin venues (x2)

Bridge
Hook

Now tell me what's a bigger crime
Tryin to eat at dinner time
Just so you could skip a fine
From a bad trip from a different time

Now tell me when free is free
N all decisions are made by me
Not fear of prisons or another fee
So please forgive us for tryin to shine

Cuz lord willin we do our time
Come back home continue to grind
Break our backs to pay that fine
Then get slapped again all trapped again

All wrapped up in the dark side
So imma keep my heart right
I am here to start riots
Rynos back better be quiet


(Car crash and sirens skit)

This much power

Dear lord, dear lord, dear lord

Hook:
No one man should have this much power
Power, power, power, power,
I said no one man should have this much power
Power, power, power, power (x4)

Audio dreams turned reality
Thought of this writin in that bunk
Most of schemes that you now can see
Were made from a couple nights far too drunk

Cadillac in the morning honey bun for lunch
back from my shift, then I got to the crunch
Spent 60 some days perfecting my touch
Then another two weeks, but what's the rush

No one man should have this much power
Tippin hats to Ye for modelin towers
Make sure my ledger is filled with flowers
For all the days that I stayed a coward

To much dismay I came out on top
And to this day I refrain from talk
Might convey a tek half cocked
But I'm ready to spray, this jaw ain't locked

(Hook)

said No one man should decide our fate
No one can tell you what to think
So While you are vying for fortune and fame
Don't understand this whole life is a game

Bosses are masters till we cut the strings
But they are just puppets a part of a ring
their leaders are masters not able to breathe
dead presidents buried deep in this sea

keep up with me while re up this beat
free to live freely if we never speak
things that give people a reason to BE
living their own.. chasing their dreams

giving us hope that we may believe

The power within is enough to achieve

Said no one man should have this much power
(Said no one man....)
Said no one man should have this much power
(Said no one man....)