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I'm RAW Nigga!
I'm RAW NIGGA!
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #18,389
Peak in subgenre #2,835
Author
Teidricc
Rights
FaSho Records
Uploaded
May 19, 2002
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MP3 4.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
CUTTHR0AT: VERBAL GYMNASTICS// CANNONS WHEN I FLASH IT// SMOKING GHANJA ON THE BOOK OF CORON// RISING LIKE THE LARGEST PLANET ON THE DAWN// I MOVE SLOW LIKE MOLASSES// ON THE ASSES OF 3 UK FAGGOTS// MY AUDIO VOICE CAN BE HEARD// THRU CORN FEILDS SMOTHERED BY HERBS// PRONOUNS KILLED BY VERBS// MY SPEECH IS TURNED BY SLUURS// MAKE EVERY EFUSIVE, DAWG REPENT THIS// SLANGING SIMILES SARCASTICLY IN THE SAME SENTENCE// SHOTS RANG HIT PLANETS IN ORBIT// IF RHYMES IS CHEESE U COULDNT AFFORD IT// TAKE THE MISSION OR ABORT IT// MANY COP BUT I CHOOSE TO EXTORT IT// YALL MAKE MY LINES SEEM MORBID// LIKE MUSLIMS LYRICALLY YALL FASTING// DEATH TO YOU CRUMPET EATING BASTIDS// VERBAL ACID MAKING YA STYLE LOOK FLACID// YOU MATTI COHN BASTIDS!!!!!!!!/// Beige: Whether ya Hot-or-Not ya Spot-gonna-Get-Got// Phukin wit the Resiviour Doggs, Yall All-gonna-Get-Shot// And get-Popped, Like collars and Wrist-Watches// Just Watch-this// Ontropnuers just burn our Sh!t and get Rich-off-us// Opposite Of Deadly Fusion… We Laced-Up// And Blazed-up// T, Beige, And Cutts ah Leave ya face-Up// Six feet down, beneath-the-ground, eat-ya-crown// Underground Champions all up in ya Kingdom-Now// Bringin-Sounds that are colda than HeII froze Ova// An N.O.L.A., like the Shampoo, I unscrew ya Head-from-ya-Shouldas// Get-ate-Like Granolas, Cause Im a Health-Finatic// Ya never know whats comin, runnin wit my Stealth-Grammatics// Help-ya-Tactics, Just Practice, in a Room-of-Blackness// So When I cut the Power on ya B!tch-@sses, You wont be Doomed-ta-Wackness// Whos-A-Actress? D.R.S., I give ya Song-a-Grammy// But the Lyrics-ya-Landing, handin, are softer than Songs-By-Sammy// Ya Thongs-An-Panties, Belong ta Beige-Now// So Lay-Down// I heard ya Smart So Start ta Give me Brains-Now// Till I spray-Out, Now bring me the Face-of-Effusive// Leave his Face-Toothless// Its Useless every thing I say-is-Abusive// Playin-Ya-Group-is Easy… Yall gotta be Kidding-Me// I deliver the Deliverers Liver to him as a Special-Delivery// The Epitomy of this Rap-Sh!t, yall wack Bastads// I Sink yalls ship Faster, than the Titanics Disaterouz Last trip// Grab the Mic and Pass-It, cause the Breaks-Over// Resiviour Doggs on the Page, and we ready ta Take-Over// Southern Syndicate, the hot104 himself, ALL PRAISE: Glory we battling for// I got the Need to take yo Keys// Den make you leave// now you a travelin hoe// And Babbin soul// the other two Bro’s are homos// Leave ya brain soar// for processing lyrics// that riddict Boe throw// Im the after Math of Armaggeddon// My lyrics is so sick when Writin on-line// ya Swear I had A rhyme infection// Im injectin antediluvian// hits on ya sight// My anti-Ballistic hater missles toss Bombs atcha Mic// You lost on da Pipe// smoking that Go ya Head Fry// Ya Lyrics couldn’t see “FLY”// if ya “LIED” ontop of “DEAD GUYS”// Chica mi Boca// ya B!tches cant stand us// Ask ya kids for a nice hit// our cd they handed ya// I got infinite MANA// Magical// Marvelous// Yall Could spit in the Pacific and Still aint Out Shorin us// I got Furious Lines a// Come thru ya Speakers// that if ya Bump too loud, ah drive the whole crowd ta Ceisures// don’t vote ya wont need ta// clown that wack yall Comin Wit// Get ya @ss on the Ground and Bow Down ta Southern Syndicate!!!
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