Geoff Raines

It's a nice night out

Ayo
They treat me like I sold my soul, man no way
I’m legit down to the sole
I catch the beat like Jose Canseco
Either sprint or jog a slow race
So it’s safe to say I’m like Medhane
How I go my own pace
Creative mind since 2-0-‘08 bro wait
Watch your space before you
Talk with no weight
No shade when I spit the bright shit
No shame jAY the Doughboy like O’Shea
People know my flow strange
I never tied my self esteem to succеss
Jumped off the island now I’m
King Kong beating his chеst
I pray those who think the needle is blessed
You’re feeble at best in need of rest, yes
OM’s like a full court press the best
I jest
They tell that it’s all about the timing
But really there ain’t an era that
I would never shine in
Rappers talk big on mics but
Really never chime in
So I’m only co-signing the dope rhymers
Who’d blow a spine in
You know we dope minded
Not what the bland would be i blam a beat
Only band with me if you can stand the heat
Write what I plan to see
Me and a clan of beasts
The pics you beg her for
She sends them to me randomly

It's OM in full effect
And I project and check correct
So expect a vet
The Resident Patient like Inspectah Deck
They’re telling me "Change course
In the game", i’ll intersect in a sec
I’m in the set with the
Guilty and the innocent
Tryna make your mark like Geoff Raines
I intercept
You say that you got the fragrance
But there’s nothing in the scent
You’re starting out and
Wanting thousands like
There’s nothing in a cent

I’m taking small steps leading to large, tall
A phantom and a menace
Double edged like Darth Maul
Rappers say they’re solid but when I spit
Their bars fall
I slap your face and leave it red
Man I’m Hardcore
This Malpractice, spazzing till I
Blackout! with the method, man
Because I’m spazzing out like they
Injected meth in man i pray to God I never
Have to live stretching bands
But if this don’t work that’s next in plans
And rappers on some fuck shit
I’m just on some mad shit
Rappers Seth Rollins
Looking like the type to cash in
I don’t let the drum spit
I don’t do that dumb shit
You’re just the type to land one
Hit and say you bashed em
Better know that my set came to shit on
Lights Outs when we Spring Foward
Like Left Lane Didon
The best stay to get on, the rest stay dumb
So play the chess game and get
Paid when they press play, c’mon

This is that riding at night shit
Yknow? Just with your friends having fun
Anyways i've been your maestro, JAY
And have a good night man catch ya