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Dice Raw - Lava lyrics
[Verse 1] The whole goddamn world's on fire, and it's burinin' like a stack of logs Beware if your pockets resemble a catalog That's fat, down here niggas got cattle prods What's that? Fuck it man, it's all gone to the dogs In fact, it's like a fuckin' sauna, it gets so hot Sometimes you just wanna, you know, ka-ka-KLOCK Ka-ka-KLOCK KLOCK for no reason That's why you breathin', fuck do y'all niggas believe in? It's lava, clips, revolvers, there's eruptions Everytime niggas be like "Whassup then?" And you can feel the tension vibratin' off a brick Babies hangin' like cell phones (?) Fuck the feds, when you see the CIA on your strip You MIA out this bitch, you can't play with these pigs Niggas are trippin' and I'm flippin', straight stick the clip in Back me up against the wall, Raw starts spittin' [Chorus 2x] Yo, it's so much drama, who do we shoot at first? As time goes on, the fire burns, it gets worse It's a million degrees, and the street's about to burst Because the ghetto's the hottest show on Earth [Verse 2] Shit be gettin' wilder and crazier by the millisecond Walk around protected, or walk around naked 'Cause nothing's sacred, not even Granny's tennis bracelet She gave you on her deathbed, niggas'll still take it Man, I was raised on a constitution written by thugs Niggas that G, kill, lie like prayer rugs It's deranged, pocket full of shells like loose change It's fucked up when your bull start actin' strange I seen people give up lifelong dreams for gravy Get snitched on by their team, or set up by their lady Who gives a fuck? Not even us, 'cause God (?) all I trust But, my f |
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