Luyện nghe bài hát Raw (Backwards)

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 on all you rappers
Raw backwards on all you

happening? Another baptism by pastor black lip
I'm mashing across the
My movement
I'm low-key, like a
on both knees
You nosy, tap bands
Got fur on where my be
I'm
Act like you me
Wicked as Crowley
I might 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 shits come with
What's my name? call me Ab-Soul, the abstract asshole
I'm levitating, way too
Way too wavy for sandcastle

Ay man what's happening? Another baptism by pastor lip
I'm mashing the masses
My movement
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 that wack no more
No
No more, no
No more, no

I'm going
nigga Soulo back in this hoe though
Oh no you Hulu, I run the show tho
Is it music? Voodoo? I don't
But don't confuse me with
I'm the of
Spooky, hope your army got of armor
Cuz we don't die, we 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 C-A-R-son like I'm a
ahead and stacking bread up, speaking of heroes
47 shit, fuck it, fly to the coast
Just to sag down Troy Ave. King Steelo
the pot, let me skill it
The temperature is
The novices make me
I was like a swami of Jay until he
Figured Dizzle wouldn't admit he would body him for a milli
I told Kenny quiet, I'ma get him
We don't need dirt on your 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 what I gotta do
I'm just waiting on cue to take him to school boy!
Fuck all wordplay
Top, these fucking stooges I'm dangerous, keep away!

Ay man what's happening? Another by pastor black lip
I'm mashing the masses
My massive
The backwoods 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 Wiccan like a wicked I need Alia Zin
To read
'Cause this one for my Thelemites
About that fucking
You fucking right, I to
Stand up for my fucking
Out of sight, out of
Still leave insight in your
Got your synapses doing jumping jacks and all of things
I check my subject range
Agartha, Dopamine, choppers, stick talk, Benihana, PF
reiterated
This
you bump that gives you goosebumps
'Cause the is scary
Do Thou Wilt
I'm not talented, I'm
I'm the darkest knight, with the shiniest
Would've to university, but it was silly to me
the whole universe is just a city to me