Pretty Smitty livin lavish, grippin asses, Makin pistols pop, since i was spittin flames on planes that made the fuckin' missile drop/ Way before Enola Gay I had my hombres hitting rocks and biddies running' around the city, bragging how the hitting Rak/ Now i been being Frank since Malcom in The Middle stopped, and on the real i got that dope like Malcom in The Middle's pops/ Paper rules my conversation lately I been caking' guap, and burning cheese at twice the rate so slanging haze may be the op/ Understand my situation i've been letting bangers drop since i was 17, but i aint seen a deal to pay me out/ I aint even gotta sign, the radio will play me out, have niggas around the city speculating how i made it out/ Rockin all my shows, sporting clothes you aint know nothing about/ All i wear is Tommy tops when i be tearing Vegas down/ Met a bitch from Venice, and I'm all that she think about, told her that id hit her phone the next time that i make it out/ I got her screaming out my government when i be banging out/ And then she naked in her forces, twisting up and baking out/ Headed to the bay, just to help my nigga take 'em down, I'm talking bout them chronic bushes smoking shake from out the pound/ Trying different purple kushes, What you smoke don't make a sound/ GIve me what you got my nigga, wave the grip and lay 'em down ah.../ In middle school i had that paper route/ but now its bitches throwing asses, as i throw that paper out. 

Paper Route

Bitch im wild for the night, rollin like dice, Alice D by the slice, got a nigga so high coulda swore I seen Christ, and these sounds look nice in this lime green light, pedal crack like a hurt player do a bike on the Side, Lines disaperaing all night, gotchya nose blowin in the wind like kites, ill do anything once and the best things twice, got hands like mike, count cash eyes closed aint gotta think twice, mob on a nigga if u try and pulla pipe, less you bustin on a beat then im tryna hype. CLE tatted now im bout it for life, toke sugar bush like a chief inna pipe, but im grindin like a slave till im chillin in a grave I heard that that’s the only way to get payed. X3
      
Don’t it sound so nice when my nigga colin put a couple drums on ice, got them bitches bangin in back like dykes of whip while I dip and I sip clean sprite, so many styles like a live a double life, got her showin off her body like its for a couple likes, when smitty get to sippin and them ashes get flickin garuntee I get a chicken for about couple nights. I aint playin. Baggin all types she red yellow purple im just tryna get triffe witta bitch from the heights sip lic by the pint and let her get self together to the hits that I write, my old heads taught me hella tricks of the trade, don’t settle for a bitch somebody bound to get played so im grinding like a slave til im chillin inna grave my nigga that that’s the only way that ya boy ‘all get payed.  


GOLDEN (prod by B00RADLEY)

Jabs With The Gods - Written and recorded by Rak Smith & Jason Caruso. 

Rak Smith -  Jabs With The Gods (feat. Prodi-J)

-First Single of off "Substitute Trapper" Coming soon! 

Rak Smith - W.U.F.U. (PROD. B00RADLEY)

A hip/hop recording 

Rak Smith- Point 2 

(0.2)

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Kim - I Don't Carry Cash (prod. b00radley)

Kim - Chocolate Rain

Kim- Goat Music Freestyle (prod. b00radley)

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Kim- Chocolate Chips

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