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I get high on my lows say goodbye all my woes
I still got skeletons in my closet can't get this feeling by myself
Still got skeletons in my closet

of raw duck 
What the fuck? This is strange, but I thought it would be stranger 
In moments few, you'll see the zenith of danger 
Wait for the moon

by the hour
Bag talk cake walk
Actions speak louder
We're standing on business
Now they feeling sour
Attracting large deposits
Standing in our power

Analyze the Game

Too Short

Chase the Cat

2001

You can't train the pussy, by lockin it up
Raw dickin the pussy, and knockin it up (nope)
She still gon' be a ho and a baby by you don't mean shit

In a fender bender
So admit to the crowd that you suck balls
I know you hate my song
'Condom Style' cause you
Be lettin' boys fuck you in the butt raw

thought just people speaking the word not war No
Blasphemy said, no blasphemy taught, no blasphemy law all speech left raw
In the boiling pot when the heats

Transcend the darkness
Descending into the depths of our raw emotional flow
Is the first notion to hate this abrasive world
I'm trying to find my way

It’s been a minute since it been this bad 
(Been this bad)
I’m back sliding round Huntsville in dat sonata 
with dat different tag
Back street gang

Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh yeah, oh yeah
When you're by my side, I
I can feel a lifetime
Through the smiles and cries, I'm
Sure you'll always be mine
You

Day/Night/Sleep System

Ryan Hemsworth

Guilt Trips

2013

can tell by your face, you in a daze like I am
In this bed for the roses, looks just right to lay down
Thorns and all, how you pierce this God flesh,

today, gone tomorrow, I'm who they honorin', I raised the bar
Diamond in the rough, not a single flaw
Keep it raw for the call (bitch), ain't worried

Manifest/Outro

Fugees

The Score

1996

pores
Get raw and kill boors
I can capleton when I'm on a tour
Some manifest, with slugs in they chest
God bless all the cowboys in the wild wild west

Manifest

Fugees

Jackie Robinson Tribute: Stealing Home

1997

bursts in all directions 
For the wack MC's we read your revelations 
Discharge through your pores 
Get raw and kill Boors 
I can Capleton when I'm

Do My Thang

Raw Fusion

Live From the Styleetron

1991

alone
45 King, Chill Rob and Apache, Flavor you
Peace to [Name] and the Naughty By Nature crew
My brothers in PE worked it out
Kwamé, Kid'n Play,

[Intro/Chorus fading in and out in background]
Ok, ok, (heeeyyyy) yeah
We back in this bitch (Lovely Daze like this...)
Jim Jones nigga (you

of the alley
Right by them golden arches
Rolled in carpet, body is rotten 
Was shockin' to know the charges
So accomplished, the corner store is like my oval

(Drum Dummie)
Tell my shorty ‘bout my capers, now she say that i’m brutal
Beefin’ with my brother i’ma slide, I ain’t staying neutral
In the woods

Spitting raw have you feeling all the venom
Got it tatted on my back so you know the blood is in him
Don’t go stressing bout the path that you

Think y'all on fire? Even Rick Bobby said no mane
Shake and bake them wack rhymes I'm all raw cocaine
Raised by a single mother who tried to give me

Wants to smother me
But not sarcastically
No in reality
They're really hating me
Just cause I ate them kids
But their raw flesh
Inspires my raw raps
So

surrounded by the evil laughter
I hold the tension in me tight but I might be in danger
To snap on anything or anyone that's in my sight
Like I'm on a rampage

hittin' them all
Imma hang up every time that she call
Bro in that trap, he be servin' that raw
Bro gettin' active he chasin' the stars
Take off in that

To the ER's
We used to all the anal
The retinol
Call it a facial
The stuff the asians call official
Then pluck they lunch out
Out, of the fish bowl
Eat it raw
I

Rolling a raw cone getting money
Lil mama stay big mad ain't nothing
I'm running from sunday to sunday
Just weigh it no time for no thumbing
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