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"Raw is FLYGOD" is a track by Daringer, from the album The Almighty, released 28th April 2017. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Part 1] [Intro] "Raw is—" FLYGOD! Griselda, by Fashion Rebels [Verse: Westside Gunn] Ayo Up in Freddy J’s rocking ready-made Bentley Barry made Carry aid's triple-deck yacht stocked with copper plates Choppin' yay, shopped at Maxfield for half a day Fiend hit it once, he passed out, he thought he passed away Bag of flake, wrapped in duct tape, let the pump quake (Boom) Half a chicken, all white, with crushed grapes The [?] face, Left his hanging open, for fuck’s sake He owed the Mexicans 20 books, they hit him at 8 Me and QB taking pictures for his wife in case Fresh pair of [?] kept them icy white Hit him with the lock in the sock, he going nighty night First day home with some more beef - nighty night (Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!) [Outro: Westside Pootie] Ayo, it’s Westside Pootie We walkin' on water Y’all still broke It's Griselda [Part 2] [Intro] B'rrt! Ayo Griselda (B'rrrrrrt!) Ayo (Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!) Ayo Ayo [Hook] Big 4 fifth, Davey Boy Smith (Boom boom boom boom boom!) Bagged the whole brick, sold it one shift [Verse] You know who it is, Fish Fish rolled on my ribs One way window [?] on my bitch, flip Went from semi to fully (I went from semi to fully) (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot... Grrt) I went from semi to fully (I went from semi to fully) (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot... Grrt) Niggas at the corner store raised us Fiends licked the leftovers off the razors Half whipping rocking acquisition? Headshots, left his glasses missing (Boom boom boom boom!) All gold Glock like gold dust, hold up Drive-bys out of road trucks (Skrrt, grrt) You know who it is, know what it is (You know what it is, nigga) Lil' nigga 13 Shot him for his [?] bucks (Boom boom boom boom!) Niggas can’t fuck with us (Niggas can’t fuck with us) (No) From the Eastside of the crazy city (Motherfucking Eastside, man, the Eastside of the crazy city) From the Eastside of the brazy bity (Shout out to the Westside though (brazy bity), awoo) [Hook] Big 4 fifth, Davey Boy Smith (Boom boom boom boom boom!) Bagged the whole brick, sold it one shift [Outro Skit: Jesse Ventura & Davey Boy Smith] Welcome back everyone to WCW Saturday Night Standing with me, the man who asked for one more chance One more chance, at WCW Heavyweight Champion Big Van Vader and Davey Boy I gotta be honest with ya, I think you’re crazy to want one more chance with this guy Well you know, Jesse Ventura The Briitsh Bulldog, is crazy This is one crazy British Bulldog You’ve seen me, Jesse You’ve seen the weight, I'm the [?] in the ring You’ve seen the way I can pick up Big Van Vader Well, this Wednesday night, August the 18th Under [?] the Champion, at Daytona Beach Just take one look, Big Van Vader Because you’re looking at the next WCW World Heavyweight Champion Take that to the bank, Big Van Vader There, you’ve got it Davey Boy Smith blunt, ready, and he’s waiting for Vader You know what, everybody out there this Wednesday Can find out how they can possibly win a C28 Camaro Let’s take a look and this and find out [Part 3] [Intro] "Raw is—" FLYGOD! Ayo (B'rrt!) Fuck about none of these niggas, yo (B'rrt!) [Chorus] Ayo, my best friend got a hundred shots (B'rrt, what?) Flipped his whole fuckin' block (B'rrt, what?) Can’t go to sleep without my gun (What?) FLYGOD—it’s only one (What?) [Verse 1] Ayo, you was just backing up blow, huh? Point the Draco out the Rolls, huh? (Boom) My whole fucking wrist is frozen Used to chop franks and Spaghettios, huh? Now we sharing Porterhouses Breaking bricks to quarter ounces Ten thousand dollars for the outfit We dug up McQueen, these ain’t out yet Baby TEC's for the family (B'rrt) Lift him off his feet like Vinsanity (B'rrt) How can it be so simple? You know my handle be ringing bells on the yacht, y’all panicking Set the bar for them [?] to [?] Frying crack pan on pans Niggas know my dance (B'rrrrrrrrrrrt!) Ayo, niggas know my dance [Chorus: Westside Gunn + Westside Pootie] Ayo, my best friend got a hundred shots (B'rrt, what?) Flipped his whole fuckin' block (B'rrt, what?) Can’t go to sleep without my gun (What?) FLYGOD—it’s only one (What?) One? [Post-Chorus: Sample] "I’m pulling wrestling moves—" "—On competition" "I’m pulling wrestling moves—" "—On competition" [Verse 2] Ayo, I dreamt about a Benz and went and got one (Skrrt) Violate the gang and get a hot one (Boom boom boom boom boom boom) Getting to the money, ain’t no other option I do this for my niggas in the box that’s locked in (Free ‘em) I do this for my niggas on the corner, hustling for they sons and daughters I been ahead of my time, niggas copying my style, hostile Gold rush, it came from my scale (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot...) Life’s a beach, bring volleyballs Salvador Dalís on the walls Too much soda, y’all niggas is over Takashi pillows all over my sofa The Devil’s trying to hold us Feds tryna get a closer Chine Gun, Mary and Joseph Just because I’m supposed to (Awoo) [Chorus: Westside Gunn + Westside Pootie] Ayo, my best friend got a hundred shots (B'rrt, what?) Flipped his whole fuckin' block (B'rrt, what?) Can’t go to sleep without my gun (What?) FLYGOD—it’s only one (What?) One? [Post-Chorus: Sample] "I’m pulling wrestling moves—" "—On competition" "I’m pulling wrestling moves—" "—On competition" [Part 4] [Intro] "Raw is—" FLYGOD! Ayo G'rrrt! Doot! Doot! Doot! Doot! Doot! Doot! Doot! Doot! Ayo Ayo [Verse] Raw is me, raw is me A hundred-round drums, what the fuck you mean? (Grrt) We gonna get richer if the dope is clean [?] off the top rope, it was all a dream Time to dream in a cherry Beamer (Skrrt) Only heard the shots, he ain’t even fucking seen ‘em (Boom boom boom boom boom boom) Everyday I pray for Sly Green’s fucking [?] Ike bout to touch down, can’t wait to fucking see him Kiki home, I just seen him last night Boost has got, Louis bags for half price I’m that tnice PrimeTime in his prime, he can’t pass mine I hit Mike and Paul like it’s bag time Pootie can’t eat air Spending drug money from last year [Skit: Announcer & Ravishing Rick Rude] I’ve got a lot of very confident individuals here at the World Wrestling Federation One that comes immediately to mind is Ravishing Rick Rude Now recently, he had a Post Down with the Ultimate Warrior I think we all know who was announced the winner Ravishing Rick Rude refuses to believe that He still believes he has the best body in the WWF Hi there, fellas Remember me? If you don’t, just go into the kitchen, get your old lady out, and she’ll tell you who I am She’ll tell you I’m the sexiest man alive - Ravishing Rick Rude And how do I know this? Not just because your old lady tells me this But because I put the Ultimate Warrior to shame in the Super Post Down And it won’t be long, before you see the sexiest man alive with the title belt around his sexy waist And as for you ladies wondering about the Rude Awakening, I have raised my standards I now come to town with the bear size 5 Calvin Kleins and a 36 Double D And if you don’t fit the mold, don’t dream of the Rude Awakening Comments from Ravishing Rick Rude, quick to list his attributes, which include not only having the best body in the World Wrestling Federation But let’s not forget, the sexiest man alive [Outro] "Raw is—"FLYGOD! [Part 5] [Intro] FLYGOD [Pre-Hook] Still digging in the crates Bullets digging in his face (B'rrt) Celebrate every headshot (Boom) Pour Ace on the cherry Wraith (Skrrt) Dinner plate full of pure Goretex package in the Kate Spade store Waiting for the yayo store [?] Raf, 50K on my arm [Hook] Jewels Ravishing Rick Rude Bitch, fix your attitude Bitch, fix your attitude Bitch, fix your attitude Jewels Ravishing Rick Rude Bitch, fix your attitude Bitch, fix your attitude Bitch, fix your attitude Jewels Ravishing Rick Rude Bitch, fix your attitude [Verse] The MAC in the Hermes [?] (B'rrt) Holding hands, walking SoHo Designer life, we got an appetite Chill with the FLYGOD, that’s facts of life Nebraska Off-White I can eat your pussy all night Lounging in the Calvin Klein 2-piece (Doot, doot) Get you [?] off the lot, only 2 seats (Skrrt) Play the city, talking sex Out of everybody, you suck it the best Got my pedicure queued up I ain’t gon' lie, you fuck my world up We can have 5 kids together God forbid if I do a bid, we bid together Now that’s love You like drugs I love you like I love my plug Look in my eyes when I cum Is that your real hair? Red on the bottom, is that a real pair? You make me wanna buy a ring We can chill and do our thing Take trips to see your family You taste just like candy [Pre-Hook] Still digging in the crates Bullets digging in his face (B'rrt) Celebrate every headshot (Boom) Pour Ace on the cherry Wraith (Skrrt) Dinner plate full of pure Goretex package in the Kate Spade store Waiting for the yayo store [?] Raf, 50K on my arm [Hook] Jewels Ravishing Rick Rude Bitch, fix your attitude Bitch, fix your attitude Bitch, fix your attitude Jewels Ravishing Rick Rude Bitch, fix your attitude Bitch, fix your attitude Bitch, fix your attitude Jewels Ravishing Rick Rude Bitch, fix your attitude [Bridge] You the one (You the one for me, baby) You the one for me (Give me ecstasy) Give me ecstasy (She gorgeous) You looking good like a kilo (Like a kilo, baby. You do) Girl, you six ounces of beauty, baby [Outro] "Raw is—"FLYGOD!
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