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As a victim, glaring, out as he feeds the wolves
Blood is dripping, daring, incising his crucible
He is the symptom, flaring, a cancer made to consume
Breath in

We about time coz time all we got
About rhyming like a glock going off in the night
While your life fly by in the blink of our eyes
S'About

nigga
U haul
Had to walk to my serves
Nigga no car
It's really me no fraud
Lifestyle raw
Wit a gram and a half
In my raw cone
Stupid high in a deep zone
I

ama fuck you on the floor
Throw you on the couch
Ama make you shout
Don't be too loud
Bout to slide my cock in you right now
pussy feel so warm
shawty

than a phase
And some people are fazed
By the difference in me
And it's more than amending my mind
I know you've set me free

I got a glimpse of you
Raw

Motivated always, i need statues by my doorway
need a waitress in the hallway, need a penthouse up in broadwa-a-a-a-y

When i wake up i cash out

raining toke the fucking wan to silence (Added)
When it simple raiting, by the single RAw fending (Added)
Wait a minute fate - i'ma be selebry
Am i all shit

but not Sodo
I’m of those who battled oppression since the start of this
Who seen life treated like a snow globe held in the darkest sense
By one with

and
Jae will be in space scattered tiny particles
My style is too raw, condoms I never heard of
Spread my seeds to break free and watch them hurdle

got snatched by a man in a hoodie
I can see the stand you pulling
You dumb
I can never call you my buddy
Even though you come with Becky or Betty
I no

knees
Yeah, I sip, you can tell by how I lean
Man of the house, I wear the jeans
I'm who you hear, but never seen
Love turn to hate, thugs turning gay

in her appendix
Get money shit what I'm on

Aye aye
I been up early, yeah I'm tryna get it
I'm too focused on the bread, can't get distracted by

I'm in this bitch with the gang but you know that
G star raw and these sixes be throwback
He got a problem treat him like a door mat
If you ain't

assumptions 

Forever and from far away
I want them all to look away 
I'm floating in my raw space 
These burdens won't shape who I am
Forever and from far away

different
From those summers I remember
A degenerate seeking refuge
In the refuse of his childhood
Blue, black, beaten
By the drugs inside the system
Veins

Cuz I been starting wars, breaking laws
Exposing these haters flaws
Leavin em mauled by these bars
As I'm shovin my balls in ya girls jaws
Layin it raw

Gorbachev, I'm tearing down these walls bitch
Middle finger flipped up in the halls bitch
So much swag I'm hated by the mall kids
Random burst

Country Grammar (Hot Shit)

Nelly

Country Grammar

2000

Hot shit (hot shit) 

Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby
Your street in a Range Rover (come on)
Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go (hot

I'm on a martyr mission
There's something missing from the raw edition
But i've been fishing in the mother fucking wrong direction
And this disorder

Who's the Man

ABN

It Is What It Is

2008

how many niggas I writes off
I got goons in the trap for the right cost
I watch you leap out then I take a nice loss
I play it raw and I ain't leavin

I Wanna Thank You

E-40

Tha Hall of Game

1996

Forget you
Sprinkle me man
Uh, sprinkle me man

Ah laced up by the best, check it out,
Uh, marinatin' on the corner with a chip in his phone
You can

Buttoned up, Tom Ford
Head stay on a swivel, they want your boy in a morgue
But fuck 'em, I want a war
Butt fuckin' 'em slow, raw
Pertaining only

Nothing to Lose

2Pac

R U Still Down? (Remember Me)

1997

muthafucka that you ever saw 
I'm livin' raw 'til they bury me don't worry me 
I'm high livin' like I ain't afraid to die 
And you could walk a mile in my

Crime Life

DJ Clue?

Backstage: A Hard Knock Life [Clean]

1999

picture me not
In this spot with this glock and these rocks to cops
I know every basehead from here to the wasteland
With keys, and connects me and Cease