Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Raw Thoughts III , by - Chris Webby. Release date: 24.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Raw Thoughts III |
| Yeah |
| You should’ve just not said shit bro |
| Why you gotta make me do this |
| This muppet baby must be fucking crazy |
| Now what’s the hating about |
| You’re the last person on Earth that should have my name in their mouth |
| Yeah, publicity is cool, but I’m not aiming for clout |
| This for the love of the game that I’m gon' be taking you out |
| See the utter disrespect that you’ve been showing to the game |
| Should not be tolerated, I mean, really it’s insane |
| First you shitting on a legend, now you bringing up my name |
| So, uh, fuck your bitch and the clique you claim |
| That’s real rap |
| So I’ma have this lil' clown wishin' |
| He never said shit to a dude who’s about spittin' |
| This emo transgender is 'bout to be found missing |
| You look like Chelsea Clinton with down syndrome |
| You’re the kid at school that tested positive for lice |
| Hard to argue when I’m right |
| Fuck your comments and your likes |
| You ain’t rocking any mics, fucking awkward little dyke |
| Cut your 15 minutes short with what I’m rocking on sight |
| You were talking like you were the fucking man, Diego |
| But when I tweeted «Battle», you just ran, Diego |
| Goddamn, Diego |
| Thought you Cali cats were tough |
| But you just bury your fucking head in the sand, Diego |
| Damn |
| Cause once you realized you fucked with a sick spitter |
| You tucked your tail quick, gave up and just quit Twitter |
| I was gonna let it go |
| But you went and ran that lip again |
| You forced my hand |
| You should never do that shit again |
| 'Cause listen, you are like a cancer |
| To the game as a whole, I’m the answer |
| I’ll make this little cry baby wet his Pampers |
| I smell pussy, is that you Xandra? |
| And it’s clear to everyone on Twitter this shit is bothering you |
| Your whole argument is your pop, and in that logic is true |
| But you’ve been here for like what, eight or nine months? |
| I’ve been here for a decade, I’m like a father to you |
| I see you’re having a moment, but a moment’ll never last |
| But you’re young, you don’t get it, I promise it’ll pass |
| You ain’t built to withstand the test of time |
| You’re a fad, I’m a real MC with real rhymes |
| And I know that deep down this shit is eating you at night |
| You can’t beat me on a mic, couldn’t beat me in a fight |
| And since I don’t have scribble scrabble tatted on my face |
| It’s pretty safe to say I’m also beating you at life |
| How you think your face is gonna look in 20 years? |
| Like shit |
| I just want to make that fucking clear |
| When the world has forgotten you and your rap career |
| What you gonna do then, you little half-a-queer? |
| Cause we all wanna see this lose |
| Xany listen, you’re as likable as Ted Cruz |
| Cameraman turned rapper |
| I’m a rapper who’s always been a rapper |
| Since you’ve been sucking your mother’s tit I’ve been killing rappers |
| What is you doing? |
| You look like a fucking Hot Topic store that evolved into a human |
| Abuse him |
| He’s already playing the victim because he’s weak |
| Only bars he got are in his prescription |
| Why the fuck would you select me as an enemy? |
| Your whole team should’ve warned you not to mention me |
| Killing people on the mic is like my specialty |
| What the fuck did you think? |
| That I would let it be? |
| This lil' junkie’s brain must be slowed down from drugs |
| With a bunch of Guess men all around him 'cause |
| I’ll fucking end you |
| Xan’s running out of luck |
| Every person on the web said your album sucks |
| You do one song with Diplo and think you’re the shit, yo? |
| No one over 15 thinks that you’re sick, bro |
| We think you’re killing rap and you’re killing yourselves |
| So seek help, cause those pills’ll diminish your health |
| But shit man, if you don’t wanna be alive I won’t force you |
| Here, I’ll even crush a couple percocets for you |
| Roll up the 20 and let you OD |
| This a war on drugs, one less Xan on the streets |
| Goddamn |
| Let this be a lesson to the younger cats |
| Show respect, know your place, have some fucking class |
| Y’all can go and make your weird fucking mumble rap |
| But if you diss some legends, we won’t tolerate your fucking trash |
| This a moment for the hip-hop heads |
| A reminder to the world that hip-hop's not dead |
| Yeah I’m putting on for the real rappers tonight |
| And pop a Lil' Xan like I’m try’na nap on a flight |
| Raw thoughts |
| Sorry about that, Diego |
| Ya know, this is what I do |
| Know your fucking place |
| Bye now |