Lyrics Dance Class 101 - Scuare , Rav

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I don't know what is wrong with me, nah
I have yet to figure what makes my dominoes-
Look
I just wanna finesse you and you already know
Got a couple hundred dollars and some quality joe, yeah
Loss of all the bills got them calling me though
Never feed a shitty rapper, try to follow me, hoe

When I find that time, when I find that place
When we're pacing together, will it climb mad close?
When I climb that face, I'mma search it down
Never tied no lace, I'mma glide past foe
Gonna hide past low
Cut out the low shit, run past rules
Cut out the lotion, I forgot the pen
Put out the hoe shit, cut out the bullshit
Call it propulsive, call- (I just)

Wanna finesse you and you already know
I just wanna finesse you and you already know
I just wanna finesse you and you already know
(I just wanna finesse you and you already know)

Who let these weak ass rappers in?
Wack and yet they speak mad arrogant
They emceeing at a half percent
What I'm able to be when I grab the pen
I came to play here with the beat and my imaginary friends
Straight up out of my cerebral, not adapting to no trend
I'm straight evil

Watched the devil leap and dance through a peep hole
Now I'm the one teaching class and I've zero
Patience for your leeching ass, I don't fear no
Bricks, 'cause I breach the glass, now it's free roam
And with every season pass, so do people
Who're they trying to speak for Rav, huh?

I let the EXO demons out a while ago
They'll skin you, then they'll eat your flesh and use your bones like xylophone
You shootin' but your bullets tickle, don't even need Tylenol
I've told you before, you can live together but you'll die alone
Finna spaz out on you crack house loudmouth rappers with your ass out, blacked out
Lay the smack down, laugh loud after
Once the track's out, chilling in the background, that's how

You're mediocre, you feeble ogres are humorous
But it's really over, delete your whole music careers!
You hit a couple million views in two-three years
Like, woohoo you did it!
Then you're gone 'cause no one truly cares
True despair is the food, it's so fucking soothing
Moving through the years and consuming, you suckers losing
Pushing out your tears and resuming this dumb confusing
Movement that you fear, assuming you'll be winning soon and

Screaming thoughts with your screenshots
Bragging 'bout your numbers, boy you seem lost!
You best be prepared for when our streams cross
Nasty with the flow, I'll turn the beat off