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

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

What's happening? baptism by pastor black lip
I'm mashing the masses
My massive
I'm low-key, like a
Working on knees
You nosy, tap bands
Got fur on my toes be
I'm
Act like you me
Wicked as Aleister
I might OD
dedicated, just like my homie
Second to in the first place, I need a trophy
Doing I please, it's like fuck your feelings
Man I got so many flows, shits come with ceilings
What's my They call 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 across the masses
My movement
The backwoods the gas in it
You roll the raw, I spell it
Throw that wack up in the trash can

We wanna hear 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 Hulu, I run the show tho
Is it music? I don't know
But don't me with D'Angelo
I'm the of
Spooky, hope your army got lots of
Cuz we don't die, we just multiply, divide and
Remember the battle mongers called me a reject
'Till I had all this and honor, demand my respect
Now I walk C-A-R-son like I'm a hero
Steps and stacking bread up, speaking of heroes
47 shit, it, fly to the beast coast
Just to sag down Troy Ave. quoting King
Pass the pot, let me it
The is scalding
The novices make me
I was a swami of Jay Electronica until he
Figured Dizzle wouldn't admit he would body him for a milli
I told Kenny quiet, I'ma get him
We don't need dirt on hands 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 Kunta feeling like
what I gotta do boy?
I'm just waiting on your cue to him to school boy!
Fuck all wordplay
Top, tell these stooges I'm dangerous, keep away!

Ay man what's happening? Another by pastor black lip
I'm across 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 that shit no more
No
No more, no
No more, no

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