Luyện nghe bài hát Raw

Raw backwards on all you
Raw on all you rappers
Raw backwards on all you
Raw backwards on all you
Raw backwards on all you
Raw on all you rappers
Raw backwards on all you
Raw on all you rappers

What's Another baptism by pastor black lip
I'm mashing the masses
My movement
I'm low-key, like a
Working on knees
You nosy, wire tap
Got fur on my toes be
I'm
Act you know me
as Aleister Crowley
I just OD
dedicated, just like my homie
Second to none in the first place, I need a
Doing whatever I please, it's fuck your feelings
Man I got so many flows, them shits come with
What's my name? They me Ab-Soul, the abstract asshole
I'm levitating, way too
Way too for your sandcastle

Ay man what's happening? Another baptism by black lip
I'm mashing across the
My movement
The backwoods the gas in it
You roll the raw, I spell it
Throw that wack shit up in the can

We don't hear that wack shit no more
No
No more, no
No more, no

I'm going
This nigga Soulo in this hoe though
Oh no you Hulu, I run the show tho
Is it Voodoo? I don't know
But don't confuse me with
I'm the of
Spooky, hope your army got lots of
Cuz we die, we just multiply, divide and conquer
when the battle mongers called me a reject
'Till I had all this heart and honor, demand my
Now I walk through like I'm a hero
ahead and stacking bread up, speaking of heroes
47 shit, fuck it, fly to the coast
Just to sag down Troy Ave. quoting Steelo
the pot, let me skill it
The temperature is
The make me nauseous
I was like a swami of Jay Electronica he
Figured Dizzle wouldn't admit that he body him for a milli
I Kenny keep quiet, I'ma get him
We need dirt on your hands getting the key to the city ya feel me
Hurts when your OG, who is to be a G-O-D
Is standing next to King feeling like Toby
Moos what I gotta do
I'm just waiting on your cue to take him to boy!
Fuck all wordplay
Top, tell these stooges I'm dangerous, keep away!

Ay man what's Another baptism by pastor black lip
I'm across the masses
My movement
The with the gas in it
You roll the raw, I it backwards
Throw wack shit up in the trash can

We don't hear that wack shit no more
No
No more, no
No more, no

I'm Wiccan like a wicked I need Alia Zin
To read
'Cause this one for my fellow
that fucking life
You right, I need to
Stand up for my fucking
Out of sight, out of
Still leave insight in brain
Got your synapses jumping jacks and all kind of things
I check my subject range
Agartha, Dopamine, choppers, stick talk, Benihana, PF
Revelations
This
Shit you bump gives you goosebumps
'Cause the is scary
Do Thou Wilt
I'm not talented, I'm
I'm the darkest knight, with the shield
Would've to university, but it was silly to me
Because the whole universe is a city to me