Title: R.A.W Ft. @BXile & @TatuJesus Mixed by @TatuJesus @bmvideo #SYLA #FTLRawBxileTatu #FTLRaw #FearThisLyricist #BXile #TatuJesus Lyrics: (F.T.L) Aim to impress that's no cap Cause I Came with the best that I hold back May Claim to be next But I blow past These Lames when I flex in a dope rap Not Phased by the hate cause I know that You ain't got a thing on my notepad escape all the pain from my own past Became Enraged with the known fact Your so whack But you talk trash Made a Mistake Ima hulk smash Fake isnt what I was raised as Im Born to be more than ya think, Act Like you da shit But you a bitch You Cant pretend That your god sent Face this kid With the nonsense Wont forget who the boss is Exhausted? you get offed quick No losses Cause i block hits Raw wit it When I Ball givin it my all Listen Then you call wishin To insult this and You will fall victim Like ya soft denim Ima Brawl with em Cut em and Cook em like raw chicken I will not give in Wont stop Villain finna pop off with the raw rhythm Givin it all that I got send em. Straight to the coffin a box isnt what I call winnin They cannot vision What I became from the flaws Given By the gods, Spitin til you all get it Legitimate figure to bomb Lyrics Arsonist to evolve writtens Better go find the alarm hit it Cause I'm armed Sick and bringin harm Witness. Animalistic at heart RIP em all apart Risen with the barz Gifted. Hard hitting when i barge in it Like a rot sic em Put shock in em just stop bitchin im Not kiddin Been a lot different now the clocks tickin (BXile) Tick Tick Tick, like you buggin me, Betta pick ya poison, or imma give it to you like Butterfree None of these motha fuckas, mother fucking, fuckin wit me… Heres a subtle L for you bitch, no subtlety(subtle T) YA! Tryna stay on track, Usain focus, cant run wit me, that’s a Guinness fact who keeping record? Fuck a label, I aint into that, Finna scrap? Wolverine slash, surgery stat! YA!.. don’t know what “IT” is, but I gotta go get it Unknown can be bliss, wont know till ya headed Steadfast the direction that holds the most questions that’s how you live in the moment, the second One sec all it take to determine a blessing Apart from a curse in this world that be stressing The hell outta me, but hells under me, and no I don’t mean From some fantasy, I mean earth and its beings Theres no being you, if theres no “I” in “team” and no “I” in “ME” Then who am I to be? I Need to identify my identity All the conspiracies I fuckin hate em, no Ultimatum I accept, not taking What they tryna sell me for they profit making We can Crank shit up, like im Jason Statham, Ya talk is tough, but my talk is bolder(boulder) like a rocky statement Ive done rocked wit satan, I aint glad to say it Came wit heavy payment till this day im paying Like the bitch got Stockholm, makes it hard for saving No relating to these Harvard faces.. This lion hungry and the grass is tall..it’ll be worth the waiting I done searched wit patience, it’s a virtue aint it? (Tatu) They look at me and they know I'm not average They want me to simplify my bars nah I cant have it they hate me for speaking my truth but I don't give a fuck cuz I can write a thousand books on two wheels I'm rolling up for a Loosie at the deli I'm a Slim Fatboy my cup Never full yeah I keep empty always striving for knowledge spittin truth Yeah thats my homage I'm steady dodging hate speaking clear for Syla i advocate Support your local artist Yeah we innovate with Spam they desecrate with bars we illustrate And ain't no denying we intimidate But life is all about perception They steady getting mad when Syla is mentioned Pop up in the spot these little guys start biting at your ankles little mini me's reaching with the dumbest angles they think they bullies cuz they seen belly but in real life they will always be substitutes imma keep playing these snakes with this online flute fuck em that's what they do they mad cuz to them I can't relate to