Raw
Im never on the ground/Floatin above every song/Im so fuckin raw/Like you poppin me down/Im so thug gone/But when i die/You withdraw/Like the inside takin my time/Cuz the street won/But me and the street one/A dose of me gotchu like the food you chew and the bitch you listen 2 and so on/Mutha fucka Im so on/I fuck yo Bitch like 2Pac/You a bug/Be gone/
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