Lyrics:
by the scrotum
Get locked in jail run a block sell open
Mind went to jail I get dro el's roll 'em
Rookie nigga clippin' niggas like L Odom
I got
Grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law
I live
drinkin' raw, drinkin' raw, drinkin' raw (Raw!)
White girl with me, and she look just like a Barbie Doll
I just walked in Barneys, spent a 40 by mistake
through the drawls
Too Raw
She’s Raw
We Raw
Gangs Raw
I’m Raw
She Raw
We Raw
Gangs Raw Yea
I look her in her face
When my baby start to touch on me
Middle
how this brawl that amounts to wars,
That you got yourself in the couch we dawgs,
Sit in developed aroused by broads,
Who in for tailwinds of fucking
favorite, ‘cause I’m that raw
Look, ma, I’m a mu’fuckin’ rap star
Everywhere I go, I’m accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I
bring the heat
Spit raw verses, knocking them off their feet
In the lab with the crew, create a masterpiece
Make magic happen, raw energy unleashed
Clay Raw when when a nigga ridding thru
When a nigga ridding thru
Yea
You hear me cranking Clay Raw when a nigga ridding thru
In the car with the crew
this green
That shit hit me by surprise
By surprise
But I need
You
Me
Long
Calls
I could really get us in for the long haul
Stay to myself I'm bumping
me feelin attached
In yo spine
Better fuck back
Lose my mind
When you suck that
Cum so hard
Make you come back
Raw sex got you feelin attached
the Christian dior
It's raw
It's raw
I was living on the Bando floors
I swear to God I heard em knocking on the door
I was bagging up I had white in my
to raw shit)
This is that stuck in Neva shit (Neva shit)
Yellow tape, proceed with caution
(With caution)
Hella' faded in the studio (Studio)
Writing
I give you nothing but raw truth
Raw truth
I give you nothing but raw truth
Raw truth
I give you nothing but raw truth
Raw truth
In every single
environment
I've been doing laps of the lost world
I could draw a map to the raw nerve
By the bridge the air has a edge to it
It smell like a burning
(Toni)
Got a million dollars in my memory bank
I can get some money, I don't even think
Hah, God dang, boy, you ill
Damn bitch, you ill, uh
information
From the man of the hour
Spitting that raw sour
So I hope you just lend me your ear for one second
I got a PSA Public Service Announcement
In it
naka to stir it up, em all peeve
On ma sleave, fuck the feedback
This is raw, war up in this mathafuckin house once more
Witness ma negative affection,
rap
You come through D-Block you get killed
By these rich, young, black hustlers out the slum
In New York state, bitch, you could get some
Say ahhh,
Elvis Presley in the race car (Boulevard)
I been drinking raw, drinking raw, drinking raw (raw!)
White girl with me, and she look just like a Barbie
you raw
Raw
Let me see, baby
Need you for who you are
I just want you raw
Raw
Look
Cartier, diamond rings like it's marmalade
I'm in the stu everyday,
keep the flows in check
The Raw Dice rise like a creature from out the swamp
With my blood-thirsty clergy that's on the hunt for conk
Who pumps your
ain't nothin' but a raw ramp
Standin' on a corner by my old high school
I let this female call me a fool
I got on my knees and begged to the sun
real raw, change arrangements on your face
Superspeed, flowin!
Doctor Octo, mental disorder, person in alias
Fifty-five-six computer tracks
Baby I've got metal knees ooh.
Lady I'm beggin' of you please
Baby you think you're a champ but
Girl you ain't nothin' but a raw ramp.
Lady,
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