Lyrics:
machine
I still go to Taco Bell
Drive-through, raw as hell
I don't care, I'm still real
No matter how many records I sell
After the show or after
CHORUS:
DO THE IMPOSSIBLE
SEE THE INVISIBLE
RAW! RAW!
FIGHT THE POWER!
TOUCH THE UNTOUCHABLE
BREAK THE UNBREAKABLE
RAW! RAW!
FIGHT THE POWER!
What
Snatch all the honey from your honeycomb
Now the bees keep flyin' by me
I'm on that piff, that potty
That shit, smokin' like Vladi, spendin' dough from
Bitch im so raw
Breaking the law
Bar after bar
They don’t wanna get the claws
Take em to the boss
They don’t wanna get the sauce
Not gonna give
The other eight had to be baking soda by itself
So papi fuck you, you dead now, I'm off to the bank
With those bricks in a bookbag and a stolen Jag I just
and what I'm not
Not defined by what I
Glitz and glam, those get you shot
And I don't plan on leaving early
Like a nine-to-fiver
180, 85, durable like carbon
Through the fog, motherfucker
And she know i'm a raw motherfucker
And she gon' want it raw motherfucker
Let me heal your soul for you
I could feel so close
talking to? (Yo, word up, bust that nigga ass, word up)
Ol' Dirty Bastard, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'll fuck you up right now
Yeah, what? What? What?
the shit
So I only promise this: to my little
Girl I will give you the world
And to my unborn I'm tryna
Reason with ya moms so
If I'm not with her when you
I still go to Taco Bell
Drive-through, raw as hell
I don't care, I'm still real
No matter how many records I sell
After the show or after
Yea im a dog nigga
And when i hit it from the back im it raw baby
I dont know what you from me so dont try me
Cause i don been through everything
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
a.v.k son
I spit rhymes, like I speak English so fluent
Ehen I'm beating this beat in, straight abuse it
Like a bad bf, play the game like a ps, or ds
Yeah shouts to RAW Papers
I'm rollin' up as we speak
Hold up nigga, what's your angle
Nah man, we don't fuck with lame-o's
My niggas old school like
Turn the music up
Feel the bass from the car
Check my production
Make sure my vocals is raw
With the
Beat slamming
Flows hot bar for bar
I know they
by a snake
I'm the type that'll say it to ya face
If I send off a shot they going send me a case
So I stay out of trouble for my momma sake
Why you
it'd be this raw
Situation is now you frozen solid my kingdom
I'm inside, ya mind, telling you to look and follow me
Ya eyes are closing hypnotized
By
it'd be this raw
Situation is now you frozen solid my kingdom
I'm inside, ya mind, telling you to look and follow me
Ya eyes are closing hypnotized
By
Bitch you frantic
I don't want your love
I'm too damaged
But I'll fuck you with no glove
Im a savage (I'm too raw)
Leave that pussy wet
A fanatic
talking to? (Yo, word up, bust that nigga ass, word up)
Ol' Dirty Bastard, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'll fuck you up right now
Yeah, what? What? What?
talking to? (Yo, word up, bust that nigga ass, word up)
Ol' Dirty Bastard, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'll fuck you up right now
Yeah, what? What? What?
the raw deal
It's all real, kiss the ring, be gone"
I'm the magnificent
With the sensational style
My wedding with the streets got the cake but no
referrals
But will still cross the borough for cheesecake
So, when they come to cast their pearls I'm a cheapskate
But, I'll cum splatter pearl necklace,
The brothers, the brothers
Yeah check it out now
Now I'm the baby in the family
And I got three siblings
Three older brothers and we trying to make a living
So
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