Das EFX - Raw Breed lyrics
[Das EFX - Raw Breed lyrics]
From the floor, keep it raw
Yeah, yo, yo, yo, yo
I heard that one man's loss
Is the next man's gain
I came to drop the shit like rain
And bring the pain to your brain
We leave a stain, ain't prayin
(why?) , cos the game's for kids
It's diggity Das, no doubt
Back to shatter your wigs
These pegs be all on my back
Cats be actin too brave
I think they better just relax
Before we dig em a grave
You blow the spot, baby face it
Kids can't erase it
Or trace it, ya get'cha face
Lit, Books come lace it, what?
Bringin it straight from the lands
Of the crooks wit heat, books to heat em
Keepin em raw from these Brooklyn streets
Where Books defeats em
Flippin these lines like a polygraph
Y'all niggas lolly gag
Freakin a style from Brooklyn
The home of the bodybags
And kids with no fear, bitches with no hair
Low gear Benz's wit chrome wears
What we all here so don't stare
We there to interfere with the heads of
What you didn't know
This miggity might hurt
It's diggy Das, raw breed
Make moves at top speed
It's the niggas from the sewer
Drink brew and puff weed giggity get wit it
Sewer rats stay twisted
Many people tell me this style is terrific
It's diggy Das, raw breed
Make moves at top speed
It's the niggas from the sewer
Drink brew and puff weed giggity get wit it
Sewer rats stay twisted
Aiyo, many people tell me
This style is terrific
Yo well yo, in Glocks we trust
And at the cops we bust
We just be hustlin for cash
And makin lashes of muss
They went from AZ to Jay-Z
Nas back to Krayzie to Drayzie
I fuck up your knot and then I'm swayze
Word, yeah, yo, yo
Well yo, figgity fuck a fear
Wanna bust like a flare gun, beware, son
My sons keep guns in the air
None of y'all bitches can sue me
All my niggas twenty one gun salute me
Pick up the vine and rock the Kufi
Well, all I heard was Versucci
Coochie for the lucci the Gucci
But I just stay raw just like some sushi
My crew be ill, time to move these mill's
And all the drunken mawfuckers best
To show they skills
Yeah, yo, yo well yo, the shit I talk
It be the shit I walk
Some faggots try to get wild
They bit my style but got caught
Like me and my man caught
Slippin up at the crimescene
Fuckin lime green, you fuckin wart
This is my team
Yeah, yo, yo, yo, yo
I heard that one man's loss
Is the next man's gain
I came to drop the shit like rain
And bring the pain to your brain
We leave a stain, ain't prayin
(why?) , cos the game's for kids
It's diggity Das, no doubt
Back to shatter your wigs
These pegs be all on my back
Cats be actin too brave
I think they better just relax
Before we dig em a grave
You blow the spot, baby face it
Kids can't erase it
Or trace it, ya get'cha face
Lit, Books come lace it, what?
Bringin it straight from the lands
Of the crooks wit heat, books to heat em
Keepin em raw from these Brooklyn streets
Where Books defeats em
Flippin these lines like a polygraph
Y'all niggas lolly gag
Freakin a style from Brooklyn
The home of the bodybags
And kids with no fear, bitches with no hair
Low gear Benz's wit chrome wears
What we all here so don't stare
We there to interfere with the heads of
What you didn't know
This miggity might hurt
It's diggy Das, raw breed
Make moves at top speed
It's the niggas from the sewer
Drink brew and puff weed giggity get wit it
Sewer rats stay twisted
Many people tell me this style is terrific
It's diggy Das, raw breed
Make moves at top speed
It's the niggas from the sewer
Drink brew and puff weed giggity get wit it
Sewer rats stay twisted
Aiyo, many people tell me
This style is terrific
Yo well yo, in Glocks we trust
And at the cops we bust
We just be hustlin for cash
And makin lashes of muss
They went from AZ to Jay-Z
Nas back to Krayzie to Drayzie
I fuck up your knot and then I'm swayze
Word, yeah, yo, yo
Well yo, figgity fuck a fear
Wanna bust like a flare gun, beware, son
My sons keep guns in the air
None of y'all bitches can sue me
All my niggas twenty one gun salute me
Pick up the vine and rock the Kufi
Well, all I heard was Versucci
Coochie for the lucci the Gucci
But I just stay raw just like some sushi
My crew be ill, time to move these mill's
And all the drunken mawfuckers best
To show they skills
Yeah, yo, yo well yo, the shit I talk
It be the shit I walk
Some faggots try to get wild
They bit my style but got caught
Like me and my man caught
Slippin up at the crimescene
Fuckin lime green, you fuckin wart
This is my team