Luyện nghe bài hát Raw

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

What's happening? Another baptism by pastor lip
I'm mashing the masses
My massive
I'm low-key, like a
Working on both
You nosy, tap bands
Got fur on my toes be
I'm
Act like you me
Wicked as Crowley
I just OD
Overly dedicated, just like my
Second to in the first place, I need a trophy
Doing whatever I please, it's fuck your feelings
Man I got so many flows, them come with ceilings
my name? They call me Ab-Soul, the abstract asshole
I'm levitating, way too
Way too wavy for your

Ay man what's happening? Another by pastor black lip
I'm across the masses
My movement
The backwoods the gas in it
You the raw, I spell it backwards
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 loco
This Soulo back in this hoe though
Oh no you watchin' Hulu, I run the tho
Is it Voodoo? I don't know
But don't confuse me D'Angelo
I'm the of
Spooky, hope your army got of armor
Cuz we die, we just multiply, divide and conquer
Remember when the battle mongers me a reject
'Till I had all heart and honor, demand my respect
Now I walk through C-A-R-son I'm a hero
Steps ahead and stacking bread up, speaking of
47 shit, fuck it, fly to the coast
Just to sag down Troy Ave. King Steelo
Pass the pot, let me it
The temperature is
The make me nauseous
I was like a swami of Jay until he
Figured Dizzle admit that he would 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 Kunta feeling Toby
what I gotta do boy?
I'm just waiting on your cue to take him to boy!
Fuck all this
Top, these fucking stooges I'm dangerous, keep away!

Ay man happening? Another baptism by pastor black lip
I'm mashing the masses
My massive
The backwoods the gas in it
You roll the raw, I it backwards
Throw that shit up in the trash can

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

I'm Wiccan like a wicked I need Alia Zin
To read
this one for my fellow Thelemites
About that life
You right, I need to
Stand up for my rights
Out of sight, out of
Still leave insight in brain
Got your synapses doing jacks and all kind of things
I mean my subject range
Agartha, Dopamine, choppers, talk, Benihana, PF Chang's
reiterated
This
Shit you bump that gives you
the truth is scary
Do What Wilt
I'm not talented, I'm
I'm the knight, with the shiniest shield
Would've to university, but it was silly to me
Because the whole universe is a city to me