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letra de no name - charlie ray

[verse 1: c-ray]
yeah, remember me?
he used to rock the braids and the baggy jeans
here to kick it off or spit this spark with the gasoline
leave a skittish mark on any bars trynna catch a dream
this hip-hop heart is beating
we got bring the atropine
i’m here to blow your speakers, come and see me in the bleachers
test then i’d a beat ya then you see that it’s procedures
dressing me a seizure and i respect that ever
but they reckless on a record
then i get the swiffer sweeper and clean house
top to bottom when i spot em
if it’s looking like a problem i be looking like i’m probably finna sleep now
and get to snoozing on these wannabe’s
cats who want the beats and want em free cause they don’t wanna bring the green out
so how do they expect to rake in any cash in any fashion when it take this sh-t to make it
that’s when i get to laughing when they after me for tracks
these rappers i can’t stand em and they faculties is whack
but i need the dough so i can feed the little titan well
so i’m in no position to be picky bout the clientele
cause i’ll really hurt ya if i gotta for my son
and they know i really do this, don’t get caught up in the fun
like the only time i kick is when i step out for the show
handle business say goodbye like it’s checkout at the mall
i have fun, i make the most, and i know it’s on such a low-scale
but everybody plays it up and rides each others coat-tails
[hook: c-ray]
but you’re not what you put off
walk around like you a boss
take a loss you’re a no-name (you’re a no-name)
and who am i to front
homie i don’t need to stunt i would rather be a no-name
(you’re a no-name)
look you can do it big, i just wanna make enough to feed my kids stay in yo lane (stay in yo lane)
but if you in the dark and you’re looking for a spark, man i gotta get the propane

[verse 2: sp double]
remember me (me)
the one who gave you loving and direction
lost it all
got it back
the one who didn’t buckle under pressure
tried to push weight
made my re-up gave it back (why?)
i couldn’t stomach the grumbling, shattered dreams, and a fiends eyes
you see me humble and i live exactly what i’m spitting
but tests (gets respect)
my fam has seen the spitting from this smith and see
the difference is i’m from the hood just like you
but i didn’t let that determine what i could or couldn’t do
man i live sweat and blood, cry for the microphone
an artist determined to live every day like i could die alone
sh-t i’ll cyclone, or might clone
you’re looking like stone
move me with your movie persona
i’m looking right through em
i wouldn’t know your names if i didn’t have bills to pay
it’s sad enough i’ve had it up to here but it’s feeling real today
oh you the man caked up, new shoes on a land rover
asking me for free balling on a monthly plan so just stick to taking this pen and twisted it into an actual massacre
on some cannibalistic sacrificing amateur
from now on you asking and my name is -gun cl!cks-
all of this work for you to see me rock a spotting ass (who’s that?)
[hook: c-ray]
but you’re not what you put off
walk around like you a boss
take a loss you’re a no-name (you’re a no-name)
and who am i to front
homie i don’t need to stunt i would rather be a no-name
(you’re a no-name)
look you can do it big, i just wanna make enough to feed my kids stay in yo lane (stay in yo lane)
but if you in the dark and you’re looking for a spark, man i gotta get the propane

- charlie ray

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