Lil Wayne – I'm Raw Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Mic check; 1, 2, on the way to 3rd
Flow sick; put a straight jacket on my words
So sick, they think there’s something 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 ho don't embarrass me
There is no comparison, this right here be kerosene
Carousel, parasail, I'm higher than everything
What I spit you can't drink it like your 17
I can show a million pair of eyes that they’ve 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'll rock like a fuckin fossil
I'm mad at the track, and I'll beat it like Hector Camacho
What's poppin?
What it do? What's happenin'? What's crackin'? Que Pasa?
The hospital, mi casa su casa
Bad. I'm rad, and these niggas just squares like plaid
And if they’re cool, then I'm cold
I gets money all day like the toll, bitch

[Hook]
I'm raw (x8)
I got my brim low all I can see the flo' (x2)
I'm raw (x8)
I'm bout to murder this shit (x2)


[Verse 2]
Im a BET soldier, an MTV gangsta
I will be on VH1 when I'm done being famous

Explain shit, I have made my way
And you are just a stain bitch 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 9th inning
And I'm fresh like I'm by Mennen
I'm on the clock like 5 minutes
Tryin' to get passed 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 pussy ain't a crime is it?
If so, I should start working on my jail visits, you know

I'm in the game they just sell tickets
Man I got old bread like stale biscuits
You feeling froggy all you gotta do is yell ribbit
Turn ya ass 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. bitch
The best thing since breath bitch
Suffocate

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
It go uptown uptown operation shut down
Wake up to polices, go to sleep to the gun sounds
And you're not a gorilla 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
Its just like shakin' dice, better hope you roll a winner
And if you are a rat, your'e just a cobras dinner
Ya'll ain't fuckin with me, you niggas under a G
Like the light part of my feet
And so what them niggas left me
When it get cold I turns into Wayne Gretsky
I do's it like it never been done
So you can suck my dick with an elephant's tounge
Bitch it's Weezy Baby, motherfucka I spit rabies

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