Luyện nghe bài hát Raw (Backwards)

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

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

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

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

I'm loco
This nigga Soulo 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, your army got lots of armor
Cuz we don't die, we just multiply, and conquer
Remember the battle mongers called me a reject
'Till I had all heart and honor, demand 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 Troy Ave. quoting King Steelo
the pot, let me skill it
The is scalding
The make me nauseous
I was like a swami of Jay Electronica he
Dizzle wouldn't admit that he would body him for a milli
I told keep quiet, I'ma get him
We don't need dirt on your getting the key to the city ya feel me
Hurts your OG, who is supposed to be a G-O-D
Is next to King Kunta feeling like Toby
Moos what I do boy?
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 Another baptism by pastor black lip
I'm mashing the masses
My movement
The with the gas in it
You the raw, I spell 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 like a wicked witch I need Alia Zin
To read
this one for my fellow Thelemites
About that fucking
You right, I need to
up for my fucking rights
Out of sight, out of
leave insight in your brain
Got your doing jumping jacks and all kind of things
I check my subject range
Agartha, Dopamine, choppers, stick talk, Benihana, PF
Revelations
revolutionary
Shit you that gives you goosebumps
'Cause the truth is
Do Thou Wilt
I'm not talented, I'm
I'm the darkest knight, with the shield
attended to university, but it was silly to me
Because the universe is just a city to me