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LIL WAYNE lyrics : "Im Raw"

Mic check 1, 2 on the way to 3rd
Flow sick
Put a straight jacket on my words

So sick they think that somethings in the herb
They think I'm gone
But I'm fine like a woman's curves

My personality is far from your reality
I'm closer to your girl
Now come on hoe don't embarass me

There is no comparising
This right here be kerosene
Carousal, parasail, I'm higher than everything

When I spit you can't drink it like your 17
I can show a million pair of eyes, what they never seen
And I can do this in whatever the weather brings

Picasso couldn't paint a better scene
Colossal!
Now give me the mic and I rock like a $#&@in fossil

I'm mad at the track
And I beat it like Hector Comacho
What's poppin, what it do, what's happenin, what's crackin, que pasa??

The hospital, mi casa, su casa
Bad, I'm rad, & these ^!$$%s just squares like plaid
And if they're cool then I'm cold

I gets money all day like the toll, (*##$!

I'm raw [x8]

I got my brim low, all I can see is the flow
I got my brim low, all I can see is the flow
I'm boutta, I'm boutta murder that %#@!

I'm boutta, I'm boutta murder that %#@!

I'm a BET soldier and MTV gangsta

I will be on VH1 when I'm done bein famous
Explain %#@!? I have made my way
And you are just a stain b*tch

You will fade away
And I only leave my house to paper chase
Yep, off to the jungle where I feel safe

Like a homerun in the bottom of the ninth inning
And I'm fresh like I'm by Mennen
I'm on the clock like five minutes

Tryin to get past the line of scrimmage
Yeah
And before I leave her thighs spinnin

She give me face first like she done dived in it
And if she tall I can climb in it
I usually don't have a time limit

And eatin p*ssy ain't a crime is it
If so I should start workin on my jail visits
You know!!

I'm deep in game, they just sell tickets
Man, I got old bread like stale biscuits
You feelin froggy all you gotta do is yell ribbit

Turn your $$# to a statue like an exhibit
Now lets get it
Let me at em

Leave my cage open
With no pyro I leave the stage smokin
Yes, it's Weezy F (*##$

The best thing since breath b*tch
Suffocate


I'm Raw [x8]
I got my brim low, all I can see is the flow
I got my brim low, all I can see is the flow

I'm boutta, I'm boutta murder that %#@!
I'm boutta, I'm boutta murder that %#@!


It go uptown, uptown, operation shut down
Wake up to polices
Go to sleep to the gun sounds

And your not a guerilla
You're a dead monkey
Cuz I got a banana clip in these red monkeys

What you said don't be afraid to say it twice
And they say life is cheap
Until you pay the price
It just like shakin dice
Better hope you roll a winner

And if you are a rat
You're just the cobra's dinner
Ya'll ain't $#&@in with me
You n*ggas under a g
Like the light part of my feet

And so what them n*ggas left me
When it get cold I turns into Wayne Gretzky
I do's it like it never been done
So you can suck my dick with an elephants tongue
(*##$, it's Weezy baby

Mother $#&@er I spit rabies

I'm Raw [Repeat continuously]
I got my brim low, all I can see is the flow
I got my brim low, all I can see is the flow

I'm boutta, I'm boutta murder that %#@!
I'm boutta, I'm boutta murder that %#@!
I, I, I murdered that %#@!
I, I, I murdered that %#@!
Rest In Peace to this song
See you at the cross roads

It's so hard to say goodbye

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