| Feel it
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| (Yeah, yeah)
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| Check it now
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| What’d you say?
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| Feel it
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| Come on
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| Come on
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| C-come on
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| C-come on
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| Recognize
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| Uh
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| (Kweli)
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| Yeah, Jaylib collab
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| (Yo), yo
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| (Yeah), yeah
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| (Turn me up)
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| Yes, yes
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| Now everybody, just gather around
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| What we want to do is, just get on down, (yeah nigga)
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| I like my sound raw
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| I know you do too, on the down low
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| I’m fuckin' witchu
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| Now everybody say, I love
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| (I love)
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| That raw shit
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| (that raw shit)
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| I like it
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| (I like it)
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| I love it
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| (I love it)
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| Say, I love
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| (I love)
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| That raw shit
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| (that raw shit)
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| I like it
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| (I like it)
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| I loves it
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| (I loves it)
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| Here we go
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| It’s J.A.Y L.I.B, Dilla dog hold the track
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| Hold the backs like ya backs amongst the raps
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| Hold the mac
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| (so, what’s your roll in this music)
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| Man, the same questions
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| «I'm just trying to create new composition»
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| To innovate, the reinstate, a paperweight
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| To renovate, techniplate, to integrate
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| And playa hate, lay your fate, we keep it live
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| When we roll, 'cause we cold, coming in stereo
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| On the phone, get the ho, everywhere we go
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| And if not, nigga please on your mom
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| Trigger squeeze, on your knees
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| While I pop one of these
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| Like, no dose, or coke up in ya nose
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| Or weed up in ya lungs
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| Or heroin in your veins
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| You know i’m sober just by saying the name
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| It’s all up in, all up in this game
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| So, what up ma you coming with me?
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| It’s the J.A.Y L.I.B
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| Now everybody let’s gather around
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| 'Cause all we want to do is, just get on down now
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| I like my sound raw
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| I know you do too, cause on the down low
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| I’m fuckin' witchu
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| From the front to tha back
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| People jump to tha track
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| Cause they pumpin' like crack
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| Cause it’s funk in the back
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| Cause the trunk gettin' track
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| Jump off, run back
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| Come back, cause they like that raw shit
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| They want that, jump back when I kiss myself
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| Like James Brown, got to lay down
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| It’s not the same sound, it’s not the playground
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| We hot, to spray around, shot the plane down
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| Got the place around, you held hostage
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| Two is get down shit, J. D, Madlib who I get down with
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| Sounds sicker then cheap
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| Vodka and brown liquor
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| Put it down when I get around, my out of town nigga
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| Now everybody, let’s gather around
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| Cause all we want to do is, just get on down
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| I like my sound raw
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| I know you do too, cause on the down low
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| I’m fuckin' witchu
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| Uh
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| Yeah
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| Dilla
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| Madlib
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| Kweli
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| Turn the music up |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Raw Shit , by - Jaylib. Song from the album Champion Sound, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп