Luyện nghe bài hát Raw (Backwards)

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

What's Another baptism by pastor black lip
I'm across the masses
My movement
I'm low-key, like a
on both knees
You nosy, wire tap
Got fur on my toes 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
Doing whatever I please, it's like fuck feelings
Man I got so many flows, them shits come with
What's my name? They me Ab-Soul, the abstract asshole
I'm levitating, way too
Way too wavy for your

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

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

I'm loco
This nigga Soulo back in hoe though
Oh no you Hulu, I run the show tho
Is it music? Voodoo? I don't
But don't me with D'Angelo
I'm the of
Spooky, hope your got lots of armor
Cuz we don't die, we multiply, divide and conquer
Remember when the battle mongers me a reject
'Till I had all this and honor, demand my respect
Now I walk through C-A-R-son I'm a hero
Steps ahead and stacking up, speaking of heroes
47 shit, fuck it, fly to the coast
Just to sag down Troy Ave. quoting Steelo
Pass the pot, let me it
The is scalding
The make me nauseous
I was a swami of Jay Electronica until he
Figured wouldn't admit that he would body him for a milli
I told Kenny keep quiet, get him
We don't need dirt on your getting the key to the city ya feel me
when your OG, who is supposed to be a G-O-D
Is standing next to King Kunta like Toby
what I gotta do boy?
I'm just waiting on your cue to him to school boy!
all this wordplay
Top, these fucking stooges I'm dangerous, keep away!

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

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

I'm Wiccan like a wicked I need Alia Zin
To Genesis
this one for my fellow Thelemites
About that fucking
You right, I need to
Stand up for my fucking
Out of sight, out of
Still leave insight in brain
Got your synapses jumping jacks and all kind of things
I check my subject range
Agartha, Dopamine, choppers, stick talk, Benihana, PF
Revelations
This
Shit you bump that you goosebumps
'Cause the truth is
Do Thou Wilt
I'm not talented, I'm
I'm the darkest knight, with the shield
Would've attended to university, but it was to me
Because the whole universe is a city to me