Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Raw , by - Swifty McVay. Release date: 17.11.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Raw , by - Swifty McVay. Raw |
| I spend time being dawgless, cuz bitch I’m straight flawless |
| Balls is bigger, nigga I’mma cancel wardest |
| Y’all just the smallest |
| Niggas that can never fuck with dawgs here regardless |
| Our saliva’s made out of lava |
| I can kill your mama faster |
| Than when you spinin a revolver |
| The author of death, I don’t call her |
| Holocaust in the flesh |
| Now all them ballers just don’t wanna get fresh |
| Now come and holla at ya man |
| They test me like a collage exam |
| And I’ll be damned if you be mouthing again |
| I’ll stay lethal as a needle |
| Give you a dosage of straight evil |
| And sting people as easy them fiends do |
| Original Hebrew slash creature |
| Ain’t no equal to the torture that we leaving when we meet you |
| Phenomenal, ain’t no sogga, no sequel |
| When the red dots have you niggas bleedin through your pyjamas |
| I vomit at your burial, a human anaconda |
| The worst case scenario, a trauma unit sponsor |
| You can get ignorant and get locked in the hospital |
| And watch when we blow the shit up in smoke like a cold wasp |
| I spend time being dawgless, bitch I’m straight flawless |
| Balls is bigger, nigga I’mma cancel all this |
| I spend time being dawgless, bitch I’m straight flawless |
| Balls is bigger, nigga I’mma cancel all this |
| Our in raw, if it’s in our war |
| You’s a fool if you front on me, snoozing uncomfortably |
| Niggas don’t jump, they scared to get jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw |
| Wanna get at us, but why try? |
| Because first of all |
| I’m the only dog that walks with nine lives |
| Time .45 millimeters with wise guys |
| I’m Frankenstein, I leave ya stinkin in a pond |
| A murker that works free, I don’t need to feed her |
| Pull a nine when it’s crunch time taking cuts in lunch lines |
| I disrespect ya, shake the hand of Hannibal Lector |
| I’m ill enough to break a metal detector |
| (Will everyone have their ID out when they get to the front? |
| Ey, you can’t go there, catch him! |
| Ey, ey, ey) |
| As the sun rise, I surprise, don’t even suspect it |
| With your eyes wide, and you die with the same expression |
| The only confession that I would make |
| I tell em Smith and Weston and say they chilling in a lake, resting |
| I rob a nigga naked, and grab his flesh fast as a necklace |
| And then I’m giving Leatherface a message |
| I penetrate your vest without a weapon |
| I can snatch whatever you ate outta your bladder with my left hand |
| A master, I done slammed your man’s casket, I’m a black cancer |
| Not the zodiac, the hazard one |
| He be talking shit like a panther |
| Then I’m shooting like Heuy Newton |
| That’s even if you ain’t got shit to do with it |
| Niggas wanna rumble |
| But they scared to bring it |
| I’m dysfunctional as a character on Jerry Springer |
| I whoop that ass on the stage and I ain’t got to |
| Don’t be amazed when a double-barrel was aiming at your nostrils |
| Blowing the snot outta your Vertebra |
| I can have you motherfuckers laying in a casket |
| With you not looking like you |
| I give dead bodies identity crisis |
| Turn my head into a vice grip, the other one’s an ice pick |
| I’m nitro-glycerin, hydro-puffing and blow sniffing |
| Just to piss on your children at their Christening |
| We be whooping niggas like Rosewood |
| A henchman with a hitman’s penchant |
| I can lit you just by throwing slugs |
| It’s not that good in the hood |
| Cuz I’m the only thug, standing in your street with a mug |
| And you gon' even look |
| Or walk near me, the dog of all dogs |
| I' shittin on your lawn in the morning |
| Fuck all y’all |
| I spend time last dawgless, bitch I’m straight flawless |
| Balls is bigger, nigga I’mma cancel wardest |
| I spend time being dawgless, bitch I’m straight flawless |
| Balls is bigger, nigga I’mma cancel wardest |
| Our in raw, if it’s in our war |
| You’s a fool if you front on me, snoozing uncomfortably |
| Niggas don’t jump, they scared to get jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw |
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