RAW (backwards)
Raw backwards on all you rappers
Raw backwards on all you rappers
Raw backwards on all you rappers
Raw backwards on all you rappers
Raw backwards on all you rappers
Raw backwards on all you rappers
What's happening another baptism by pastor black lip
I'm mashing across the masses my movement massive
I'm low key like a locksmith working on both knees
You nosy wire tap bands got fur on where my toes be
I'm cosy act like you know me
Wicked as Aleister Crowley I just might OD
Overly dedicated just like my homie
Second to none in the first place I need a trophy
Doing whatever I please it's like f**k your feelings
Man I got so many flows them shits come with ceilings
What's my name
They call me Ab Soul
The abstract asshole
I'm levitating way too crazy
Way too wavy for your sandcastle
Hey man what's happening
Another baptism by pastor black lip
I'm mashing cross the masses
My movement massive
The backwoods with the gas in it
You roll the raw I spell it backwards
Throw that wack shit up in the trash can
We don't wanna hear that wack shit no more
No more
No more no more
No more no more
I'm going loco this nigga soulo back in this hoe though
Oh no you watchin' Hulu I run the show tho
Is it music voodoo I don't know
But don't confuse me with D'Angelo
I'm the angel of spooky hope your army got lots of armor
Cuz we don't die we just multiply divide and conquer
Remember when the battle mongers called me a reject
'Til I had all this heart and honor demand my respect
Now I walk through Carson like I'm a hero
Steps ahead and stacking bread up speaking of heroes
4 7 shit f**k it fly to the Beast Coast
Just to sag down Troy Ave quoting King Steelo
Pass the pot let me skillet
The temperature is scalding the novices make me nauseous
I was like a swami of Jay Electronica until he figured
Dizzle wouldn't admit that he would body him for a milli
I told Kenny keep quiet I'mma get him
We don't need dirt on your hands getting the key to the city
You feel me
Hurts when your OG who is supposed to be a GOD
Is standing next to King Kunta feeling like Toby
Yeah
Moos what I gotta do boy
I'm just waiting on your cue to take him to school boy
Yeah but f**k all this wordplay
Top tell these f**king stooges I'm dangerous keep away
Mayday
Raw backwards on all you rappers
Raw backwards on all you rappers
Raw backwards on all you rappers
Raw backwards on all you rappers
Raw backwards on all you rappers
Raw backwards on all you rappers
Hey man what's happening
Another baptism by pastor black lip
I'm mashing cross the masses
My movement massive
The backwoods with the gas in it
You roll the raw I spell it backwards
Throw that wack shit up in the trash can
We don't wanna hear that wack shit no more
No more
No more no more
No more no more
I'm Wiccan like a wicked witch I need Alia Zin
To read genesis yeah
Cause this one for my fellow Thelemites about that f**king life
You f**king right I need to stand up for my f**king rights
Out of sight out of mind still leave insight in your brain
Got your synapses doing jumping jacks and all kind of things
I mean check my subject range
Agartha Dopamine choppers stick talk Benihana PF Chang's
Revelations reiterated this revolutionary
Shit you bump that gives you goosebumps
Cause the truth is scary
Do What Thou Wilt I'm not talented I'm skilled
I'm the darkest knight with the shiniest shield
Would've attended to university but it was silly to me
Because the whole universe is just a city to me