RAW (backwards) - Ab-Soul/Zacari

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 sh*t up in the trash can

We don't wanna hear that wack sh*t no more

No more

No more no more

No more no more

I'm going loco this ni**a 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 sh*t 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 sh*t up in the trash can

We don't wanna hear that wack sh*t 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

Sh*t 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