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 on all you rappers
Raw on all you rappers

What's happening? Another baptism by black lip
I'm mashing the masses
My movement
I'm low-key, a locksmith
Working on both
You nosy, tap bands
Got fur on my toes be
I'm
Act like you me
Wicked as Crowley
I just OD
Overly dedicated, just like my
to none in the first place, I need a trophy
Doing whatever I please, it's like fuck your
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 for your sandcastle
Ay man what's happening? Another baptism by black lip
I'm mashing across the
My movement
The with the gas in it
You roll the raw, I 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 loco
This nigga Soulo in this hoe though
Oh no you watchin' Hulu, I run the tho
Is it music? I don't know
But don't confuse me D'Angelo
I'm the of
Spooky, hope your army got 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 heart and honor, my respect
Now I walk through C-A-R-son I'm a hero
ahead and stacking bread up, speaking of heroes
47 shit, fuck it, fly to the beast
Just to sag down Troy Ave. quoting Steelo
the pot, let me skill it
The temperature is
The novices make me
I was like a swami of Jay Electronica he
Figured Dizzle wouldn't admit that he would him for a milli
I Kenny keep quiet, I'ma get him
We don't need on your hands getting the key to the city ya feel me
Hurts your OG, who is supposed to be a G-O-D
Is standing next to King feeling like Toby
Moos what I gotta do
I'm just waiting on your cue to take him to boy!
Fuck all this
Top, tell fucking stooges I'm dangerous, keep away!

Ay man happening? Another baptism by pastor black lip
I'm across the masses
My massive
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 shit no
No
No more, no
No more, no

I'm Wiccan like a wicked witch I need Zin
To Genesis
'Cause one for my fellow Thelemites
About that life
You fucking right, I to
up for my fucking rights
Out of sight, out of
Still leave in your brain
Got your synapses jumping jacks and all kind of things
I mean my subject range
Agartha, Dopamine, choppers, talk, Benihana, PF Chang's
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 shiniest
attended to university, but it was silly to me
Because the whole universe is just a to me