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I'm 13 found out I'm selling shit 
You ain't never caught a case then you can't tell me bout the raw 
You ain't never got a plate you steady asking for

My world turned upside down 
By the notion of an empty purpose

Striding through
My skin is torn away
Bleeding out, see the raw hide of integrity

Glock
Why are you on the block
Remember them days I had the weed in my sock
Smoke his ass down and make ass turn raw
Take your bitch and we finna fuck raw

So dirty, cheap , and raw has you chokin' on smoke
Inhale and exhale, electrifyingly real
My microphone is handcrafted from a live third rail
I excel,

through it all
I been down but I can't take a lose
Don't call me the prince if I can't hit it raw
Don't call me the prince if I can't hit it raw
She was

the the further more you in it
I started thinking of drugs and doing raw slinging
For real
Well this ain't really what I'm into
But shows how far I'm willing when

can’t stop me now 

Seasoned, but the verses raw 
I’m’a smack the pain like it’s versus raw 
Big energy, always wanting more 
Always hit my goal 
Call me

a mess  

And dey know I'm raw 

White bitch 
She booting up with a straw 
I'll smoke da fuckboy 
Like some raw 
Bitch ima known to 
Quick Draw like McGraw

raw 
Foolie all up in her jaws Like it raw 
Here we go Foolie bouta set it off 

Ain't chasing you bitch
You ain't made of no money 
Bitch Ain't shit

Your bitch love me, I'm lit; Rick Ross
This Rolex on me, what's the cost
This nigga said the diamonds flawed
Put Uzi on it, Maaly Raw
Criss, Cross,

To all my hustlers, rock-smugglers, strugglers, block-bubblers
Pushers, cookers, pot-jugglers
What's the word y'all, flip that herb raw
Clap, that's

suede shoes goes by their own
I don't care if I will seem raw

Jump, jump, jump the ground is shakin'
With stray fellas until tomorrow
We run away from

Do not slipknot, do not kill yourself Do not self harm, suicide no
Yea im pissed off i go in raw i go in raw
Wait what im kidding 
I can't be messing

the apprentice 
Baby I kno that the cash rules
You look at me I look past you 
My niggas wilder than baboons
Raw tune no cartoons 
My chopper hit niggas like

Fuck a beat, I’ll spit it raw
Pour my emotions in a track until these words can’t handle more
Acapella shows my flaws
Would fight to hide them but

smell the fear
Artistic and raw out the gate
If Van Gogh was alive
He couldn't cut me off from what I'm bout to say
Faded like the late M.J
Lighting him

to tell you the code 
Yeah I said it right in your face 
G star raw yah 
All of my denims are raw 
You call me whenever you need me 
They chasing my bitch,

so raw no beginner
The clip for the frauds it's extendo
Don't play wit her heart no Nintendo 
I'm f*****g her raw p***y wetter

I got a white Patek 
My

Yeah
Yeah
Raw B Wiked
Yeah
Wiked Troopz
Its Lil Soul baby
Fuck a fake friend and a snake man
No snakes
I aint playing the way my day been
No games

too relevent, raw, yet eloquent

watch watch watch watch what you ask for
you just just just might get it
you act act act like you want more
Grouch says

BAW WAW WAW

Iba't iba ang trip ng bawat tao,
One-day-old, at kalderetang aso,
Tao'y sibilisado raw, ngunit mga halimaw,
Sa inuman ang pulutan ay

And I got songs, so its not long
Log on S-A-S Diplomats dot com
Six free, that's me, yeah I'm that raw
You small like a rat for, what you brothers rap for

A RAW GREY MATERIAL WE KNOW NO MORE....
AND THEY FLEW THROUGH THE SKIES....
INSIDE HUGE METAL THINGS LIKE BIRDS....

AND SILENCE WAS BANISHED BY THEIR

play the floor, it's raw and hardcore
Hotter than a meteor, scorching ego's
Fake ho, gangsters and super heroes
Cops pull me over like you under arrest