Luyện nghe bài hát Raw (Backwards)

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

What's happening? Another baptism by pastor lip
I'm mashing the masses
My massive
I'm low-key, a locksmith
Working on both
You nosy, tap bands
Got fur on where my be
I'm
Act you know me
Wicked as Aleister
I just OD
Overly dedicated, like my homie
Second to none in the first place, I need a
whatever I please, it's like fuck your feelings
Man I got so flows, them shits come with ceilings
What's my They call me Ab-Soul, the abstract asshole
I'm levitating, way too
Way too for your sandcastle

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

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

I'm loco
This nigga Soulo back in hoe though
Oh no you watchin' Hulu, I run the tho
Is it music? I don't know
But confuse me with D'Angelo
I'm the of
Spooky, hope army got lots of armor
Cuz we don't die, we multiply, divide and conquer
Remember when the battle mongers called me a
'Till I had all heart and honor, demand my respect
Now I walk through C-A-R-son like I'm a
Steps ahead and stacking up, speaking of heroes
47 shit, it, fly to the beast coast
to sag down Troy Ave. quoting King Steelo
Pass the pot, let me it
The temperature is
The novices make me
I was like a swami of Jay Electronica he
Figured Dizzle wouldn't admit that he body him for a milli
I told Kenny quiet, I'ma get him
We don't need 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
Moos what I gotta do
I'm just waiting on your cue to him to school boy!
Fuck all this
Top, tell fucking stooges I'm dangerous, keep away!

Ay man what's happening? Another 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 up in the trash can

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

I'm like a wicked witch I need Alia Zin
To Genesis
this one for my fellow Thelemites
About fucking life
You right, I need to
Stand up for my rights
Out of sight, out of
Still leave insight in your
Got your synapses jumping jacks and all kind of things
I mean check my range
Agartha, Dopamine, choppers, talk, Benihana, PF Chang's
reiterated
This
you bump that gives you goosebumps
'Cause the truth is
Do Thou Wilt
I'm not talented, I'm
I'm the darkest knight, the shiniest shield
Would've to university, but it was silly to me
Because the whole universe is just a to me