Lyrics:
shots in
My raw abilities will leave you shook (so shook, so shook, so shook)
Dedicated to bars just like a fucking crook (fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12)
for the cash machine
Down in Chainsaw Charlie's morgue
We'll sell your flesh by the pound you'll go
A whore of wrath just like me
We'll sell ya
Yes, just infest, the best is I
Leave you, stretched on the sket, in Bedford-Stuy
With a, lead to eject, but I bet it's I
Did that, like a rat,
let me take you by the hand an' walk ya
I'm the thief in the night that slide your drawers off ya
Watch where ya steppin', I'm a verbal weapon
Bring
let me take you by the hand an' walk ya
I'm the thief in the night that slide your drawers off ya
Watch where ya steppin', I'm a verbal weapon
Bring
the cash machine
Down in Chainsaw Charlie's morgue
We'll sell your flesh by the pound you'll go
A whore of wrath just like me
We'll sell ya wholesale,
but raw shit
Whip after whip, stay flashing your dick on tricks
Your whole crew's ravishing, team's untouchable
In the jungle, banging NaS, Mobb Deep
swing to the ring like Luke Doover
Diggity-got land like a cruiser, Pop Duke he rip a cougar
For pages, I kick it raw til my jaw caves in
Amazin'
surrounded by some killas who
Come straight up out Magnolia
Been livin’ real hard
Still can’t seem to find my way
I been goin’ hard
I been gettin’ in every day
Intro:
Uh
Definitely gonna be butter, nahmean?
It's gone be butter, nahmean?
Uh, swerve on em, uh yeah
Crack the Mo, here we go
I'm in
beggin' me to spank it
Lookin' like a host from the Barbary coast
Nigga don't wanna get burnt like toast
Whassup wit deez nuts in ya me-outh
Aight
ever believed in
By peeping your deepest secrets like psychic readers
What's the matter with ya'll, I splatter ya'll
Against the muthafuckin wall with
a nigga lace
We tryna see a hunnit bands in our
(Rawwest Nigga Alive)
Fuck the Cris', Legramme by the case
New Bugatti, who wanna race
Black Barbie,
for motivation, you be helped by it
I put twenty in my teeth because I felt like it
My number one is making sure that mom's straight
My whole family
And son got knuckles in his Air Force One's, come on
[Chorus: Saukrates (E3)]
Niggaz never seen it this raw (but nothing's gonna hold me back)
Keep
a drag
If we can make it home by Friday we can brag
And the devil shivered in his sleeping bag
Well I just got back from New York City
Kris and Rita
(fall in love)
Addicted to the life, high off the buzz (off the buzz)
Here now there ain't no ignorin' us
Raw, 'cause she feel it in the ass and hips
coffee tables in the Waldorf
Nose red, walk into to the bathroom, door off
My man said I went raw last night
Heard I slid up in the whore last night
to a heavenly father
it's fatal, like a natal military armada
we hotter, warriors from Atlantis
couldn't overstand how raw the Hologram is
the mantis, who
Try to stick ya nose in shit, get froze and stiff.
Talk about load ya clip, and O's you flip.
When you ain't holdin shit but droze and dick.
Roll
Now the sun was in my eyes
So forgive me if I was blind
But I can suddenly see the light
Now the blinds are raised
Now he's finally spoken
Winter's
(yeah)
Do it on my own and I don't need your help
Go on my own and I don't need your help (wow)
I'm in the stu' I'm recording myself, do a show by myself,
release date
Flow raw still strap up just to Be safe
Nigga we gonna be straight!
We gone be straight... yeah
You would think that we be on by now
On by
And stuck with lust so trust
Me when I must
Fly by in my cabriolet
Candy painted, violet
Light your soul and fire it
And it'll make you desire it
Ultra high
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