My beat maker, my master mood savior,
my go to foolproof mood protector frown corrector
my daily vibe my stable mind my any day and night
this rhyme i write a gift for my prize delight
my metronome blessed - my guru muse my influence
my holy vibe my godly shine - my all caps raz pro delectable divine
righteous mighty MPC Mack daddy prodigy
Hes boss he’s keys he’s band he’s strings
My score my soundtrack writer all star oddessyziom
the ping, the bass, the chime
the snare the synth, the shine
the xylophones the i dont know but
His touch a mix of heaven bliss and ridiculous
so wholesome nourishing my soul, bustin timeless talent one of a kind
Audio gold miner funky obscure sample finder
museum artist prime matrix agent loft findings found you heart of gold
he’s destination tokyo, illustration nuts and bolts,
my scientist my wizard my merline
my alien toe, my beach ball,
south beach swazee, my fruity daily dose,
But like Maximus he’s my inner child crying like dude how’s you know, that one got me in my soul
Your Melodie’s I praise - been a decade mountain king
I wish that I could thank him better,
cause he’s top shelf drank. Flank steak The Highest ranking most decorated All Star,
general my Ray my god of war ship,
my winner, my warmth, my provider, my Force, my Air my sky brightest constellation and horizon
Hes hightier ! My dream catcher , heart of jupiter,
Far out but my maestro, serenader, my power my fire, my across the pond God
from his deck and off his plank the tracks he cranks like Angel falls, the Hydro
He fuels my days my inner city tiles hes bank
the DAMN that Generates my mellow matrix
chase oh I’m rich as fuck because this UK Saint !! He’s my favorite ever I tell a fucking deaf and dumb kid that RAZ PRO the best artist to have ever lived!
Lucky me, basking endlessly for free,
His supremacy a delicacy, a portrait of nobility,
hes a gentleman, a beauty, a truly generous machine
my grimy pirate ass Coppped em all on p2p
over 80 albums of instrumentals he showed me who j dilla be,
He made me a beat junkie, hip hop rapping queen
The chick with dope set on deck
i kept slanging thinking ooh i was thug but nah, im a theif,
sleeping in his labryrith, the hard stuff, an occassion
A skank Rapping over fabulous batches of boom baps all caps tracks
Now i owe back my soul, im so endebted to this pro
Little do he know ive only begun to dig my shovel and unfold all his beloved instrumentals
and ive hardly even touched the ones that he wrote
Thats right his raps are yet to be selected
i am saving those for when i can listen close to get to know him
So far his flows are the tightest ever and his lyrics are dope, so its safe to say i have decades more of him to devour
So raz god bless you your home your fam your lass
I'm just a fan no not
