Lyrics:
man Kenny P ah
Come in Jam and look at what a raw stylee
[Jamal-Ski] {best gues}
Them name me permanent, permanent, permanent, permanent
folding
Let my soul in
Down by two hit the three
Always look for me
Gotta eat my cake when I have it and that’s word to B
Wake up every morning brush teeth
of greed and a couple dollars we mislead the people
Prophelyin' for buck which is leaving people stuck
In the mud dirty living knowin' sin is on tuck
Got
Can you please turn my mind down
All these racing thoughts love to run around
Can you please turn my mind down
All these raw emotions got me up
Iz u down is my theme song
Take yo thong off, put me on
T-Raw, I'm in the dub so go and let a nigga bump
'Cus I can tell by the way, tell tell by
Ayo
It's Jem Life
I got the keys to the Morgue in my pocket
It's too many bodies
Thanks for explaining the word "many" to me by the way
It means
in my environment
Middle finger to the law, nigga
Gripping my balls i’d like to see them fall
Guilty for doing raw
Middle finger to the law, nigga
escape from the long arms of the law
Who shoot first a no who draw
Say you living fi yu life too raw
Who shoot first a no who draw
You a murder
You's a little nigga fit right up in a 6 by 3
Layin' up like this
Lips sewn shut eyes closed
Niggas walk past the casket damn shorty nice pose
You was
the best thing in the sky right now
You the best thing riding by right now (oh oh oh oh)
You the best thing doin' it big right now (oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh
its my turn to buss
And make weak muthafuckas turn to dust
And if you weak you die in the streets of Chi
Its deep drive by my bullets fly in the seat
Whipping that Boss shit
Spitting that Raw Shit
Haters be looking like aww shit
I run it up like cross fit watch this
I check back in to run up
plate
Have a house party, all night long
Iz u down is my theme song
Take yo thong off, put me on
T-Raw, I'm in the dub so go and let a n**** bump
'Cause
raw
Yeah
Yeah
Indy mountain
I roll it rotten
I get to comping knocking
But once im in you know I rock it
Get to top it knocking
Pop it drop in
Think I
Straight Raw
Niggaz trynna roll up like a backwood
And smoke me
You gonna die from the choppa
R.I.p to Kobe
AYo listen closely
Watch how you approach
down my neck and arms, I'm really raw
And he gon' stunt in front of his homies, he ain't really hard
And I been rapping since the age of seventeen,
Always keep in mind, you fall in love a thousand times
Regardless what we went through, I'm still right here by your side
Artificial homies, worse than
From the rawest to the raw, to the slug through your door
They missed you but pressed your bitch in a hollow tip bra
There's science to the way we move,
Yeah, ATLiens style on y'all ass
(Do or die, Aquemini)
(Killer Mike, Roc-A-Fella collaboration holla)
(Young Hov' in the place to be, Big Boi in
by a fling
Made days seem
Really somber
So we both were in agreement
The baby I seen it
Thinking of killing it
Made me almost fall
To the cement
This
Throw down all your
Silver spoons - eat
All of the raw meat
With your hands.
Pick it up piece by piece
Pick it up piece by piece
Pick it up piece by
wish - filthy rich by sixteen
Swimmin in cream, fuck a dollar and a dream
Song knockin on hoe's answerin machine, uhh
True baller, bitch page might call
told you out the gate, I'm not the fake, I gotta say
And please excuse, almost forgot, man, I'm Raw Dizzy by the way
Money over bitches, bitch, I'm
Panic creepin in I wanna scream out not again
I been lost so many times
I’m so sick of scraping by
This life I wanna make it mine
I am not afraid to die
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