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letra de cassandra cain (flying into tokyo) - rainey

hold up, one second, lemme k!ll the beat, quick
rainey get a bit scared when he hear the beat kick
but he was trained in the ways of composure
keep it locked, tight, spit fire till it’s over
never lose a breath. spit it till the death. never gonna let a motherf-cker tell that i can’t get
what i set my mind to. f-ck around and spit lightning like raichu
and leave a n-gga blind too
wait, pause, gimmie a second
lemme get a moment just to get myself together ’cause these voices in my head have been inside of me forever and the sooner i get rid of em the mother f-cking better
sh-t
got flows for days. now girls wanna bone ’cause they see a n-gga making waves?
too bad. can’t help your bitter luck. ’cause i only f-ck women i can really trust
and you thought i was a punk
but i’ll walk up to your girl with swag of a monk
like, uh: “hey, girl. i’m feelin the way your br–sts swing
body like yours get me up like the x-wing.”
tell her i’m a beast when it comes to this s-x thing
and if i’m turnt down, move on to the next fling
f-ck it, ’cause s-x ain’t the best thing
s-x isn’t the best thing. there. is

but watch me come back like:
“oh, hey. i’m rainey, baby
and i’m feeling the way you’ve been looking at me lately.”
slip a little bit of ritalin into your system and show you the intimacy that you’ve been missing.”
just playing. i got no interest
all i want is for you to just listen
it’s a tragedy how his mind festers
but his words could convince a n-gga like dexter
to put the knife down, move into a nice town
lead a normal life with his baby, and his wife, now
fool, pipe down, this ain’t a live show
whether you’re edge, or you always keep your eyes low
this is food for thought, so eat it up, bro
i used to wanna f-ck anything and everything
now i’ve got a vision and i’m moving on to better things
sorry dad, but you will not be credited
cuz this was not something i inherited
it was something we built from the ground up
scream “eat a d-ck,” and see my n-ggas throw they hands up
thats family. that’s brotherhood
they filled an empty void that you never could
couldn’t tell you how many times i’ve treason
rainey got a complex?
who the f-ck doesn’t?
rainey used to be a herb?
who the f-ck wasn’t?
sh-t
i probably still am
but at least i can say i keep it real, fam
i’m tired of rappers saying they’re ahead of the game
when they know d-mn well everybody gets played
and about how being at the top is the greatest
but even god know what pain is
yo, even god know what pain is

close your eyes. listen to the strings
beauty coming from a man so magnetic
flying into tokyo, lag stay jetted
get it? ‘course not, someone get a medic
if swag was a sickness, i would be dead and-
gone. burried under somebody’s lawn
80 years from now to be dirt for a fawn
lily. oh, how pretty. life was sh-tty
now it’s looking better than it ever has
no thanks to you ’cause you’re something i could never have
my heart still aches from the wait
that became nothing but an obscene dreamscape
please wait, this is getting far too deep
into parts of my heart that i don’t want seen
so for now, till next time
’cause i guess right now’s not the best time
to spill what i really have to say
’cause voices in my head keep calling me away
to spill what i really have to say
’cause they keep calling my name

- rainey

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