Luyện nghe bài hát Raw

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
Raw on all you rappers
Raw backwards on all you

What's happening? Another baptism by black lip
I'm across the masses
My movement
I'm low-key, like a
on both knees
You nosy, tap bands
Got fur on where my be
I'm
Act you know me
Wicked as Crowley
I might OD
dedicated, just like my homie
Second to none in the first place, I a trophy
Doing whatever I please, it's like fuck your
Man I got so many flows, them shits come ceilings
my name? They call me Ab-Soul, the abstract asshole
I'm levitating, way too
Way too wavy for your

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

We don't wanna hear that wack shit no
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 music? I don't know
But don't confuse me D'Angelo
I'm the of
Spooky, hope your army got lots of
Cuz we don't die, we multiply, divide and conquer
Remember when the mongers called me a reject
'Till I had all this heart and honor, my respect
Now I through C-A-R-son like I'm a hero
Steps ahead and stacking bread up, of heroes
47 shit, fuck it, fly to the beast
Just to sag down Troy Ave. quoting Steelo
Pass the pot, let me it
The is scalding
The novices make me
I was a swami of Jay Electronica until he
Figured Dizzle wouldn't admit that he would him for a milli
I told Kenny keep quiet, get him
We don't dirt on your hands getting the key to the city ya feel me
Hurts when OG, who is supposed to be a G-O-D
Is standing next to King Kunta like Toby
Moos I gotta do boy?
I'm just waiting on your cue to him to school boy!
all this wordplay
Top, tell these fucking stooges I'm dangerous, away!

Ay man what's Another baptism by pastor black lip
I'm across the masses
My massive
The backwoods the gas in it
You the raw, I spell it backwards
Throw wack 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 witch I need Alia Zin
To read
'Cause one for my fellow Thelemites
that fucking life
You right, I need to
Stand up for my rights
Out of sight, out of
Still leave in your brain
Got your synapses jumping jacks and all kind of things
I mean check my range
Agartha, Dopamine, choppers, stick talk, Benihana, PF
Revelations
revolutionary
Shit you bump that you goosebumps
'Cause the is scary
Do Thou Wilt
I'm not talented, I'm
I'm the knight, with the shiniest shield
Would've attended to university, but it was to me
the whole universe is just a city to me