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Lyrify.me

The R.A.N.T by The Rant (Big Murk and Yung Loaf) Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2019

[Verse 1]

The raps is sacrilegious
You burn the bridge and leave a witness just to act the richest
I set up camp and upped the amp it make em pack defences
They google mapping on me jus so they can track the vicious
The type to clap for snitches
The rap ballad for bad bitches
I gotta stick to facts

And the eye be tryna keep it under wraps, with they taps
Cuz these divine rhymes defy time Mcfly like a foot on the gas
Man fuck a diamond ain’t no mining when I bling without flash
Ain’t fuck wit plastic so I stick to the cash, and it’s a different kinda flow when we pass

The best damage like mad villain diffusing the doom
I carry baggage that mad sinners refusing to do
The demographic tragic accident amusing the youth
Worse than mad bitches pissed when they assuming the truth

And that’s, when you lose and you gon say that you did
You post magnum opus in denial faking a hit
I catalyse and multiply and end up waking the biz
The kind to put an end to lives like Debbie taking the kids
The spotty-otty dopest took the flow to different planets
Ballin every single month and by your standards that is madness
Read the adage cuz your status don’t mean shit about your sadness

[Refrain]

Say a word and vanish, cuz the RANT is bout the malice
You better never fuck wit rumors
Say a word and vanish, cuz the RANT is bout the malice
You better never fuck wit rumors
Say a word and vanish, cuz the RANT is bout the

[Verse 2]

Orchestrating mass destruction for the sake of being up to something
Loaf’s verse and murk’s production wish you seen us coming
Cuz this that Ibn Cena type of rhyme
Climbing to the top disguised as skies
Sly demise that got you thinking bout a ghostwrite’s price

As if you didn’t know I keep the flow tight, right?
You crossed my path you wish it hadn’t been a cobra bite
You lost the soaker fight, pull up with a knife it’s over, slice
Golden soldier got ya cortex burning like a solar light

Stay slipping freudian
The words I’m spitting out of my teeth’ll have you avoiding it
The water’s on the stove pass the mic and I’ll have you boiling in it
Tea is spilling got it spoiling way I’m fucking toying wit it
The leash is broken and the muzzle off in case you didn’t know
Facetious hoping shit ain’t fuzzy fucking facing off the pinnacle
Gossip never stopping, got people flocking, I’m cynical
Doctor diagnosed the dopeness he suppose it’s clinical

Mouth that make a camel gallop look italic mammal stance
Aforementioned ballad salad, valid talent palate cleanse
Riding saddle to battle the cattle in tattling trance
Catch em running rapid out the cabin sample detriment

Time to murk, there’s no remorse until the mask is off his face
Nitrous first to lurk, you can’t ignore the scalpels on his tray
Try to pray but he’s the only voice that’s in the sermon, kid
Murdered by the surgeon looking for the words you hurt him with