Luyện nghe bài hát RAW (Backwards) (Jay Electronica Diss)

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

What's happening? baptism by pastor black lip
I'm across the masses
My massive
I'm low-key, a locksmith
Working on both
You nosy, wire tap
Got fur on my toes be
I'm
Act you know me
Wicked as Crowley
I might OD
Overly dedicated, just like my
to none in the first place, I need a trophy
Doing whatever I please, it's like fuck 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 happening? Another baptism by pastor lip
I'm across the masses
My movement
The backwoods the gas in it
You roll the raw, I it backwards
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 loco
nigga Soulo back in this hoe though
Oh no you watchin' Hulu, I run the tho
Is it music? Voodoo? I don't
But don't me with D'Angelo
I'm the of
Spooky, hope your army got of armor
Cuz we die, we just 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
ahead and stacking bread 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 is scalding
The novices make me
I was like a of Jay Electronica until he
Figured Dizzle wouldn't that he would body him for a milli
I told Kenny keep quiet, get him
We don't need dirt on your hands getting the key to the ya feel me
Hurts when your OG, who is to be a G-O-D
Is standing next to King feeling like Toby
what I gotta do boy?
I'm just waiting on cue to take him to school boy!
all this wordplay
Top, tell these stooges I'm dangerous, keep away!

Ay man what's Another baptism by pastor black lip
I'm mashing the masses
My massive
The backwoods the gas in it
You the raw, I spell it backwards
that 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 wicked witch I need Zin
To Genesis
'Cause this one for my fellow
About that life
You right, I need to
up for my fucking rights
Out of sight, out of
leave insight in your brain
Got synapses doing jumping jacks and all kind of things
I check my subject range
Agartha, Dopamine, choppers, talk, Benihana, PF Chang's
reiterated
This
Shit you that gives you goosebumps
'Cause the truth is
Do Thou Wilt
I'm not talented, I'm
I'm the knight, with the shiniest shield
attended to university, but it was silly to me
Because the whole universe is just a to me