Ima maniac on the Flo conditioning the mane .Rayn leaks like an almanac, tears records of pain.Im my father's Son no one's to blame .SO I'M innocent to the heavens as I spit these flames.The rich prove that crime pays,but brake you from doing the same.We strive any damn way in this messed up game.Hoping for more time to make that change.And I aint talking money.I'm speaking the inner mane.Pawns and rooks make moves but stay in your lane . Them knights full of L 7s they'll square up things . putting you in sideways view of the bishop he's waiting dangling. once you lose Queen the kingdom will never be the same.
Raynman
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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Raynman
The GatheringEducational, Economic, Political, and Social Development, Organize, Unify yes its a gathering. The devils follow The Angeles to and fro, watch the click. GODSON, heaven or hell the fire is Lit. Shut off the grid, but my flows electrifying. Automatic flows,straight hair no lye in it. Some religious cons,but me; I spit science. Its the Rave. Laser Lights,I gets techno with mine. Mind elevation the bull on decline. Going against the grain Im on a spiritual grind. This is life for me ,no misdemeanor rhyme. Son Of Man, spitfire baptizing the blind, Opening 3rd Eyes YES,Enlightened My kind. Shadows everywhere Hey,respect My shine. Sundancer outta space, pay attention to the times. We link up like ants small thing to a Giant. 7 Bowles fill with wrath ,Yeah! it's dinner time. They eating Elephant, hand me the fork ;thatis mine. The HolyDays ,These streets full of RedRum Wine. Mind and Body on one accord yep, the Soul is Divine  |
KnownWe knew what was gone happen before he was murdered. Aint listening to yall story cause we already heard it.
We blowing pass the trial, just give us the verdict. We're in a country where your liberty is called perverted. And justice is blind but I'm here to revert it.
Raynman Mind eye ,sees the glory.
Ima keep pushing forward yall machines can't reverse me.
More than flesh and bones ima Spirit you hear me.I came for like minds preparing for the day that will be.when the money faded away pay attention to the notes you cee.Only the Love will remain,thats the only reason you Be.
God is everythang so believe the you're Me. |
BLACK BODYIF YOU THINK YOU'RE BETTER THAN ME ,I'LL SHOW YOU THE DIFFERENCE. |
INDIAN GIVERRAYNMAN (heH) AN INDIAN GIVER, I EVAPORATE YOUR SPRING AND RAIN DOWN IN RIVER. "DA HOLY ONES" YEAH, WE EVEN BLESS SINNERS; WHILE THEY SEARCHING FOR THE MAN, I'M ALREADY IN HER. WHILE YOU... |
Madd HeiferYeah you see the lighting but the thunder came first. Rayn;begin flowing causing bubbles to burst. |
WHAT'S HAPPENINGHEY HEY HEY,BUT I AINT DWAYNE, |
P You{PROPER PREPARATIONS PREVENT POOR PERFORMANCE} |
Fly HighGOD'S THE AUTHOR; HE WROTE ME IN THE PERFECT PART, |
Food for ThoughtsFools hate knowledge,but the wise is awoken. Ray in the kitchen,but ain't cooking the coke up.
1080 degrees turnt up,the world's oven.baking the bread of life here's a slice for Yah
serving it up in 3's ,best fast before the eruption aint no peace for hearts full of corruption. RAYN; came down to flood and flush em.can't live off bread alone, so here drink up.people voting for evil,but hell it wont feed us.shout out to my family, it's a feast when we link up .hatas wanna taste but cant its (he-cup).abundant with the food I ain't gotta re up. |
Raynman OOOSEE THEM SHADOWS ON THE STREETS, |