RAW Cypher

[Intro: Like]

Yeah

Shouts to RAW Papers

I'm rollin' up as we speak

[Verse 1: Like]

Hold up nigga, what's your angle

Nah man, we don't fuck with lame-o's

My niggas old school like Fila jumpsuits, 4 finger gold rings and kangals

You niggas look sus like tongue rings

Color contacts, heart tatts, and rainbows

I'm everywhere that you can't go

Sorry but, that's how the game go

Hey bro, lay low, say yo

For the right peso

Niggas on payroll really gon' spray though

Trade your fitted cap for a halo, god bless

Ahh yes, niggas don't want no contest, we complex

20 niggas outside your complex, if you want flex

I'm leanin' in my whip

Don't pass no lean, I don't need no sip

I'm lookin' as clean as clean can get

She starin' at me, better get your bitch

Been in corners evading traffic

Slapping bass all in these streets

Got that A$AP on repeat

You still got A-Traks in your Jeep?

Used to rock a wave cap when I sleep when I sleep, nah these dreads swangin'

Sex so wild, we be messin' up the bed frame and

Sex so wild, she be leavin' with her leg shakin'

My man Scrilla on this beat we keep your heads bangin'

It's like

[Verse 2: Sir Michael Rocks]

They say I can take the world if only I would desire it

I'm standin' on the burial ground of the Leviathan

They're finally denyin' my birth right and my blood line

Flood guys, general minds, under the drug high

Flippin' white, put a nigga to sleep like Nick at night

Pick advice, I stick with it, I get-get it

I slip into the pussy, I'm slick like liquid is

My dick did it, Damage a critical hit

Quidditch ain't the only time you'll see me out in the field

I need potions, my HP low

Game of Thrones ain't only on HBO

Clash for the crown, cut me, acid in my blood stream

Steam clean blood stains out of my jeans

While you falliN iN the field

We ballin NFL

Same team, same plays, but it’s not a regime

Bling bling, I'm the king and I'm rockin' with that

And we rockin' with RAW

[Verse 3: MOD SUN]

H-I double P-Y, you could probably see why

I'm out the seventies, heavenly sorta divine

When I put the letters together the stars realign

And I shoot 'em down *POP POP* with a peace sign

Living like a rasta, hair like pasta

Wanna talk style? Okay, I already lost ya

Duke Ellington in the Uber ride

Ridin by my old high school now I school the high

Deeper than a scuba dive

Who am I? I-I-I-I just believe

That actions define you

So let me remind you

The time to hesitate is already behind you

So I stay scratchin off my bucket-list

I'm in love with this, so unconditio

It's no competitio, when it comes to this

It's no compass, I go my own way

Rebel to the revelent, mind of an elephant

Never forget, I will not drown in the rising tide of conformity

I will not play the minor keys like the majority

I will not, let authority ignore me

I'm moving forward, for the ones who march before me

All power to the flower, burning chocolate by the hour

Origami with the raw paper never twisted poorly

Order me more me, see me in your city

No fans, got friends show respect with a zippy

Came through with a gypsy, name Mod Sun

But she call me that hippy

[Verse 4: Dizzy Wright]

Yo

I'm the dog that you always see the cat chase

Vegas, we finally in the rap race

Who want it with the boy, give it 100 with the boy

Niggas get destroyed thinkin' I ain't that great

So I'm smokin' as I'm fillin' up the ashtray

Plottin' on my next move

Swagged out like a Neptune, turnt the fuck up

Pissin' out Henny out my dick in the restroom

My New Year's resolution is deuces

I guess I'm only human

What would you do if you're seein' your dreams

As zoomed in, I mean represent and tuned in

And uh.. 'gain, I heard they want to box me in

And feed me lies and cop new trends, I ain't with it

Of course I'ma try new shit with these writtens

But I ain't finna slave the fans that don't get it

As I twist these rhymes and I flip these words

One day you might get your turn

Well let it resonate, I'm too clutch, I don't hesitate

So if you light it then it will be burned

Flick the flame and light the raw, fight the cause

Or don't fight at all, y'all ain't no better than the law

Willie Lynch wrote a letter for the job

But we blinded, so I just kill 'em with kindness

Yeah look LV's finest, I'm timeless

But y'all don't even feel me though

I ain't tryin' to get a head start, find the kind of hard

Niggas hit the top of the charts and still be broke

Wait, you tell me they was waitin' on a break

I reload every time I let the sound off

Drop a mixtape and hit every state

Now the only way I'll have downfall is if the ground fall

Ya bitch