Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Am Raw (feat. SwizZz), artist - Hopsin. Date of issue: 18.11.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Am Raw (feat. SwizZz) |
| I independently started this shit |
| Marketing hits, starving for chips |
| No gasoline to start off the whip |
| Felt like the only nigga labels wasn’t bargaining with |
| My heart has been ripped, I stuck with it as hard as it gets |
| These producers would always blow me off |
| Now that I’m blowing up, they don’t recall |
| Talking about «Yo, you my homie, dawg» |
| Oh, now you wanna hop on the Hop train |
| Knowing damn well since '04 I had hot flames |
| My real buddies was mainly the worst |
| Hatin' to shoot my videos without me paying them first |
| So I slide 'em 100 bucks to watch 'em bitch on how it ain’t enough |
| That money got my cell, internet and cable cut! |
| A real homie would’ve gave a fuck |
| And not expect to pay upfront |
| Then get the money later when I’m making some |
| Nobody saw the bigger picture except me |
| They neglect me |
| Only thing that protects me is FV |
| You don’t always have to stick by my side |
| Just make sure you remember me when I die |
| I am raw, I am raw |
| Just to let you niggas know |
| Bitch I am raw, I am raw |
| Don’t forget me when I’m gone |
| Bitch I am raw |
| I was a high school grad preparing to go to college |
| An enthusiastic freshman, major in Economics |
| I didn’t have a clue what to expect to be honest |
| Banging beats in my dorm, streaming Pornhub constant |
| I figured I could make it out in 4 years tops |
| Study religiously and graduate, apply for a job |
| The rap thing was secondary, I was putting it off |
| Calling it quits, assuming «I have better chances playing ball» |
| My third year came and suddenly that changed |
| I couldn’t bear watching my mom at home suffering pain |
| Tryna fight off the strain of only having half a stomach |
| Plus a handicap back from a surgery that helped nothing! |
| So I returned to the valley and called the homie |
| Hop was on Ruthless getting shelved like a trophie |
| I told him how I left my life in the OC |
| And we concluded we could both use FV |
| This was written for niggas who wouldn’t give me dap |
| Niggas who told me that I had sissy rap |
| This was written for all the bitches I used to called who never hit me back |
| Until they heard the word I was buzzin', c’mon don’t give me that |
| You backed out, now you tryna roll with my clique? |
| Where the fuck were you when my signing bonus was spent? |
| Where the fuck were you when I got the notice for rent |
| Saying I was getting evicted and I was hopeless as shit? |
| See I keep some names handy and you got thrown on the list |
| That’s how you know that I’m pissed |
| I got you, don’t even trip |
| Cause I’m rude over the nicest beats |
| You had to go ignite the heat |
| You might agree to beef, but yo I’m not the type you’d like to meet |
| Life’s indeed a journey that I have yet to finish |
| Hopefully my career’s something that will be epidemic |
| You’ll always know it’s Hopsin the way I wreck a sentence |
| Realness, I represent it |
| Raw, I’m the definition |