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

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

What's happening? baptism by pastor black lip
I'm across the masses
My massive
I'm low-key, like a
Working on both
You nosy, tap bands
Got fur on where my be
I'm
Act you know me
as Aleister Crowley
I just OD
Overly dedicated, just my homie
to none in the first place, I need a trophy
Doing whatever I please, like fuck your feelings
Man I got so many flows, them shits with ceilings
What's my name? They me Ab-Soul, the abstract asshole
I'm levitating, way too
Way too wavy for sandcastle
Ay man what's happening? Another baptism by black lip
I'm mashing the masses
My massive
The with the gas in it
You roll the raw, I it backwards
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 loco
This Soulo back in this hoe though
Oh no you Hulu, I run the show tho
Is it music? Voodoo? I know
But confuse me with D'Angelo
I'm the of
Spooky, hope your army got lots of
Cuz we don't die, we multiply, divide and conquer
Remember when the battle called me a reject
'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
Just to sag down Ave. quoting King Steelo
Pass the pot, let me it
The temperature is
The novices 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 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 feeling like Toby
Moos I gotta do boy?
I'm just waiting on your cue to him to school boy!
Fuck all wordplay
Top, tell fucking stooges I'm dangerous, keep away!

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

We wanna hear that wack shit no more
No
No more, no
No more, no

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