Testo Raw Forever - Prodigy & Alchemist

Testo della canzone Raw Forever (Prodigy & Alchemist), tratta dall'album Albert Einstein

Before I step out, I get freshly
Cleaned up, looking like a lot of Presi's
Coupe with the swag box, let the jammy pop
One in your derriere, nigga very scared
Of the repercussions, the reaction
At that bullshit they tryin to pull, I'm laughin
I'm so high as fuck, feel like I'm in space
Cuz my airplane get up, and get me there safe
For the money, I bounce around the earth
A few hundred thousand put me straight for the summer
A few more of those and my balance looking nice
Make a phone call to Dutch, tell him meet me at the lab, it's time
Great music, good drinks
Strong smoke, pretty hoes, big bank
I'm living this life forever
I'm living this life forever
Black bandana, all tatted up
I don't need jewelry, my presence enough
Yeah we bad as fuck, living this life forever
Before I brag about it, I really got it
I really do it, I really shot it
So called thugs, talking that tough shit
You wouldn't kill a verse, stop it, you buggin
O.P.P., bad bitches on deck
She wanna fuck, I give her all of this
Infamous New York dopeness, I'm crispy and flee
You can still see the crease, on my Armani T
Wrist game serious, sitting on the train
Couple stops, I'm a New Yorker, I do things
When Un Pac get home, we turn it more up
Get your dumb ass hit, you blocking the tour bus
And we burning all of this, cat piss, good shit
Living our dreams, infamous war bucks
All of this blood money
Every slice in my pocket, every bill in the country
Great music, good drinks
Strong smoke, pretty hoes, big bank
I'm living this life forever
I'm living this life forever
Black bandana, all tatted up
I don't need jewelry, my presence enough
Yeah we bad as fuck, living this life forever
Damn, ain't no loyalty, fuck am I supposed to do
I got a name brand to uphold and make moves
I gotta go super hard, stay stupid fresh
Stay away from dumb niggas, they just make a mess
Keep your books clean, nigga pay the IRS
That's how you keep your house clean, that's how your life is
That's how you keep your car clean, you just nasty
Get your shit together, holla back at me
In another 300,000 days, in other words
Please stay the fuck from out my face
Provoking me to turn to a monster
You pushing me into a corner, you know what's gon' occur
Man I be, sitting in the chopper blowing hella smoke
I can see far ahead like the telescope
I knew this day would come, my revelation told
Keep the thing real close cuz you never know
Keep the thing real close cuz you never know
I keep the thing real close cuz you never know



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Writer(s): Christian Ward, Composer Author Unknown
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