Yo Cha, Baingo… Wanna show them how it’s done?
Live and let live… that’s my vow, that’s my name,
Keep it cool, keep it quiet, I don’t play them games. (mmm)
But if you ever cross that line with me,
I’ll peel that smile like a sticker, baby clean and mean. (yeah…)
No rage, no fight just silence colder,
No bark, just the scent of a warning older.
I’m the type to sip tea while the room’s on fire,
Hand on the Bible, other in the pliers.
You crossed the line, now dance in wires
I don’t forgive, I expose them liars.
Try me, and you’ll vanish in plural
gone from mind, soul, bone, and mural.
See, I talk polite “Sir,” “Please,” “Thanks.”
But disrespect once? I’ma break both shanks.
No fangs, just facts. No capes, just tact.
You knock? I answer.
You swing? I fracture back.
Don’t test the ice ‘cause it ain’t got signs.
And don’t poke fire if you don’t like lines.
I walk through towns with no weight on my back,
But leave behind graves like I’m marking a track.
Breathe slow… calm.
This ain’t rage, it’s charm.
Live and let live till you don’t.
Then I turn your breath into a quote.
Feed your ghost to the roots of ash,
And sip your karma like herbal batch.
Peace is holy. But I?
I baptize in brimstone.
All you do is go after me and mine
It’s always the same line time after time
I’m over this not even going to try
Just going to live, and let die
Let’s go!
DIE and let DIE!! That’s my creed, my decree,
Carve my truth in the void where their dreams cease to be.
Parasocial rats, they claw at Raven’s reign,
Hidin’ in their alts, typin’ curses, with anonymous names.
I’m the end’s architect, stackin’ fates in my scheme,
Wicked word whirlwind, I knock their thoughts clean.
Slide through grids with a glitch in the grip,
Flip glyph quick, let ’em slip through the trip.
Growl in the groove like a glitch in the pitch,
Gifted in grit, my position is sick.
Precision is primal, I’m pressin’ the scheme,
Pressure applied while I sever the dream.
Microburst venom, I rupture the stream,
On beat, I detonate depth in the theme.
DIE and let DIE!!
They click and they clack on the keys like a plague,
Raven fly past no leash, no cage.
Skyline slicer, she carve with her flight,
Ants in her glow, tryna bark at the height.
I’m a laceration linguist, wrist with a twist,
Shatter a psyche when I slit through the mist.
Bars be ballistic, inflictin’ the frame,
Each syllable’s sin, I baptize with the pain.
DIE and let DIE!!
Let’s go!
Flip form fierce, fracture facts in a flash,
From venom to velvet, I vanish then clash.
Tone snaps sharp when the dread is distilled,
Loopin’ through heads with the lines that I killed.
Stacked rhyme spirals, I thread with the snare,
Schemes so coiled, they breathe despair.
Chopper cadence like a pulse in a storm,
Every burst beats then breaks the norm.
DIE and let DIE!!
Let’s go!
Raven’s gone, she’s ascendant,
Haters left chokin’ on dust, no attendant.
They sling their scorn, but she’s soared outta reach,
Build her followin’, while they wallowin’ and screechin’.
Last gasp, they clingin’, but their hate’s too weak and,
Baingo’s the name, I’m the end that they seek man!
DIE and let DIE!!
Now watch the cowards cry!!
All you do is go after me and mine
It’s always the same line time after time
I’m over this not even going to try
Just going to live, and let die
less time throwin’ shade, more time in the lab,
you bash with your thumbs while we snap with the slab.
they talk, we compose that’s the line they deny,
live and let die… while they rot where they lie.
haha..