Lyrics:
Raw rap per i figli di puta non dico no cap
Sai che c'ho la merda più cruda
Sul boom bap, taglio teste tipo Hattori Hanzo
Sul quarto ti congelo tipo
aside
Focus on yours
Ama wa feeli big
But trust me wo ye small
Ohio no aka me ti
Afei aduru mekcn
Me live fake life nkoaa
Menin daa mepcn
Feelings aside
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer
You'll go down in history
S:Hey, you sing good, Ruddy!
A:That was fine.
T:Yeah, good for you, Ruddy!
R:Aw shucks,
'Cause he's just like T.I. born in the trap
And everybody little fuck up, they blame it on Barack
'Cause he's just like Gucci, born in the trap
the red-nosed reindeer
You'll go down in history
S:Hey, you sing good, Ruddy!
A:That was fine.
T:Yeah, good for you, Ruddy!
R:Aw shucks, fellas.
D:Say
Ayo, what the fuck you think a record
By Pussycat Dolls featurin' Busta Rhymes is gon' sound like?
Okay (ahh), yeah (ahh)
Oh, we about to get it
Uh, yeah
Oh, mhm (uh)
You take me by the hand
You light my fire
But you're no mine yet
I hope a tí are no a liar
Don't break the magic of desire
I
(Misfit is that you?)
(NSG Studio)
(Yuh)
(Yuh)
I'm too raw and the truth too raw
(Yuh)
I don't lie but if I do you can't tell at all
Can't tell
Jay Valentin, David Venom, raw diamond music, yeah
Brooklyn diamond shining, he raw
Call this the mc's noah's ark
Heads going up and down like a see
you act this raw
You wish you act this raw, yeah
All these cuties get kidnapped
By dudes smoking, durags
And two seats, n' new habits
You wish that
Since 2002 Kartel is off, thru the years he's getting faster and faster, He's IMMORTAL NOWWWWWW.
V1: Give it you raw like chicken inna kentucky .
A man is defined by his (Boing!)
Catch my drift
I got to keep it raw
The most anticipated
I got to keep it raw
Yo, my is there for me, we like
A man is defined by his (Boing!)
Catch my drift
I got to keep it raw
The most anticipated
I got to keep it raw
Yo, my is there for me, we like
a sack chasin' cock tastin' biznite
You're never gonna amount to anythin' but a biznite
'Cause all I want to do is hit it raw I don't even want to talk
somethin', nigga
(Are you duckin' the law?)
You better run from 'em, nigga
(Are you playin' with that raw?)
Well look here, front somethin', nigga
(The
somethin', nigga
(Are you duckin' the law?)
You better run from 'em, nigga
(Are you playin' with that raw?)
Well look here, front somethin', nigga
(The
party started up, we're ready to prime
So if you're looking for a play that's both rad and raw
The house by the road with the best bands you ever saw
So
got a call from Mama
Auntie passed, it's raining
Send my cousin my love I'm outside praying
Raw papers blazing
Humbly patient this what I live by
T Raw, T Raw, T Raw, T Raw
I don’t give a fuck at all
I don’t give a fuck at all
Last king, golds on my collarbone
Fresh, got that Immortal
Grida e tu scoprirai che qualcuno ti sentirà
Scava e supererai la grande oscurità
Su di te c’è un mondo che è da sempre che ti chiama
Ciò che vuoi
true
Cause a tí worth it, yeah a tí worth
Boy I need a tí by my side
Don't know what I must do to make a tí mine
I haven't even met a tí but my love's
Now everybody say, I love
(I love)
That raw shit
(that raw shit)
I like it
(I like it)
I love it
(I love it)
Say, I love
(I love)
That raw
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
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