Luyện nghe bài hát RAW (Backwards) (Jay Electronica Diss)

Raw backwards on all you
Raw backwards on all you
Raw backwards on all you
Raw on all you rappers
Raw on all you rappers
Raw backwards on all you
Raw backwards on all you
Raw backwards on all you

What's happening? Another baptism by pastor lip
I'm mashing across the
My movement
I'm low-key, like a
Working on both
You nosy, tap bands
Got fur on my toes be
I'm
Act like you me
Wicked as Crowley
I might OD
dedicated, just like my homie
Second to none in the place, I need a trophy
Doing whatever I please, it's like fuck feelings
Man I got so many flows, them shits with ceilings
What's my name? They call me Ab-Soul, the abstract
I'm levitating, way too
Way too wavy for sandcastle
Ay man what's happening? Another baptism by black lip
I'm mashing across the
My massive
The with the gas in it
You the raw, I spell it backwards
Throw that wack shit up in the can

We don't wanna that wack shit no more
No
No more, no
No more, no

I'm loco
This nigga Soulo back in this hoe
Oh no you Hulu, I run the show tho
Is it music? Voodoo? I know
But don't confuse me with
I'm the of
Spooky, your army got lots of armor
Cuz we don't die, we multiply, divide and conquer
Remember the battle mongers called me a reject
I had all this heart and honor, demand my respect
Now I walk through C-A-R-son like I'm a
ahead and stacking bread up, speaking of heroes
47 shit, it, fly to the beast coast
Just to sag down Troy Ave. quoting Steelo
Pass the pot, let me it
The is scalding
The novices me nauseous
I was a swami of Jay Electronica until he
Figured Dizzle wouldn't that he would body him for a milli
I told keep quiet, I'ma get him
We don't need dirt on your getting the key to the city ya feel me
Hurts when your OG, who is to be a G-O-D
Is standing next to King feeling like Toby
what I gotta do boy?
I'm just waiting on cue to take him to school boy!
Fuck all wordplay
Top, tell these fucking I'm dangerous, keep away!

Ay man what's happening? Another baptism by black lip
I'm across the masses
My movement
The backwoods the gas in it
You the raw, I spell it backwards
Throw that shit up in the trash can

We don't wanna hear that wack no more
No
No more, no
No more, no

I'm Wiccan like a witch I need Alia Zin
To read
this one for my fellow Thelemites
About fucking life
You fucking right, I to
Stand up for my fucking
Out of sight, out of
Still leave insight in your
Got your doing jumping jacks and all kind of things
I mean check my range
Agartha, Dopamine, choppers, stick talk, Benihana, PF
Revelations
revolutionary
Shit you bump gives you goosebumps
'Cause the truth is
Do What Wilt
I'm not talented, I'm
I'm the darkest knight, with the shield
Would've attended to university, but it was to me
Because the universe is just a city to me