Walk Through (The Beatnikz Remix)

Lyrics

C-Rayz Walz ft. Rob Sonic - "Walk Through (The Beatnikz Remix)" [Emcee(s): C-Rayz Walz and Rob Sonic] [Producer(s): The Beatnikz (Frank Blank and Lil Jay)] [Intro: C-Rayz Walz] Walk towards the future with my best friend's essence Every time we pass/past, he's present whenever [Hook: C-Rayz Walz and Rob Sonic] (x2) I walk through the ghetto, holding my Dick... tionary (Word?). Others are mad and Pissed I exist off of spit, and they're Still trapped in ignorance (Bliss) [Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz] Go A.W.O.L. to a seasonal track Didn't wash my balls—y'all season my sack Unless I get brain dirtied and lose my mind—that's when I can't hear you (Come on). Show me a sign 'Cause I could smell twat from a mile away. Bought Your lipstick. What'd you start to say? This is wild animal piss of various kind, every Flask that was grasped in blab lab, combined Combined. What the fuck is going on here? Wait Last minute of my life's been a long year. At the End of the day, I'm the old of the night. For the End of the week, my flow's the monthly type Curious, serious, heavy, and thick Case-closed, I drip—get pads, I'll flood them shits (Flood) (Them shits) with the essence of life (Life). Why Stress what I write when I just [?] [Hook: C-Rayz Walz and Rob Sonic] (x2) I walk through the ghetto, holding my Dick... tionary (Word?). Others are mad and Pissed I exist off of spit, and they're Still trapped in ignorance (Bliss) [Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz and (Rob Sonic)] Get touched, (rushed by the homicide bus) My life's like my nights—(yo, them shits is scuff). I did it Up enough. (My elevator's [?]). I can't Wait to leave/leaf—(I'm camouflage) Be tough, (knuck if you buff). We strut (Let's kickbox) with a cop car like, "What?" (Wake) (The sleepers up). Laying in the cut like pus. (Sure) (Enough, I'm the master—my glow don't rust). Sky- -walk, sidewalk, Jedi-Mind torch your thoughts Next to freeze you like cyborg reports. Chewbacca Ankles move packs swift as hairy, hairy men Who endorse hits. Ewoks take shorts and rock furry Timbs Glocks bury friends. Stop and prop, check the very end Hide the odor when they ride with Yoda. Players choose layer Over broken lightsabers. I've been raw, open up In indoors, snuff Stormtroopers who work with tinfoil [Hook: C-Rayz Walz and Rob Sonic] (x2) I walk through the ghetto, holding my Dick... tionary (Word?). Others are mad and Pissed I exist off of spit, and they're Still trapped in ignorance (Bliss) [Verse 3: Rob Sonic] Don't let the digital readout begin Tofu shooters get the lead-out vegan No use for you since the rent remains The same like a song written on empty trains Pants has the buckle that has your name in it Like page six, work force faced with wage limit I'll rock you. Just skate to the dawn to pay Plymouth For not using your brains like them shits was day minutes [Verse 4: C-Rayz Walz] Roll over and fall out of bed Thoughts fall out of your head. You're reborn dead. My steel Feel like a pimple—I need to pop. I got Ravi, my replacement for a pops. And I Licensed my song to help your CD drive. I will Dead the rumors when you see me live, so no Condom on selective thoughts—my brain raw. Last Time in Texas, I yapped, "Every Chain saw" Ready for the end, I learned to start. No Escape from reality, can't turn to art Fuck that! My religion is bust back Cross between lizard, dog, cat, and muskrat Tried to be the man of the house but couldn't wear pants Or you had to take shorts and square-dance Worms in your brain must have you try, god, while you're Stuck between IZOD and iPod