Raw N Ragz ft. Roachee, So Large, Hitman & Preditah Lyrics

Raw n ragz

Raw n ragz

Raw n ragz

Raw n kmt

I said I'm ragz n raw n raw n ragz

Ragz n raw n raw n ragz

Ragz n raw n raw n ragz

Ragz n raw n ragz n kmt

(Yo)

You can't stand up ina war with man (Are you mad)

You will not win that battle

I come through with the sword in hand

And spit like a lion roaring akh

We've had wars like the ones in Iraq

On the battlefield there was like a hundred man

Thrown to the floor and stamped

From day 1 it's been raw n ragz

You dun know I got a draw in the bag

I don't walk with less than a score of the loud

Still raw to the core are you mad

Tru, I grew up in E14 with the gang

Back then I couldn't wait to get out

I was sat there behind the door in the can

Now I thank Jah when I'm walking about

Life is mad when you grew up in the council

Fam, firstly

If I swing and catch, I'll bruise ya

I'm fit to match Akuma

Don't let the singing tracks confuse ya

I mix and match the Puma

I get it free, no debit fees

Back then man didn't have any reach

Now I get 10 of each

(Woah)

And secondly

I be the don from Brum since Tekken 3

So don't think I'm your rival blood

You can't beef and you can't ride with us

They don't give me cred with the guys in Brum

But they won't see me yet I'm the final boss

I'm the final boss

I can drop anybody if I want

When I want, when I'm on

Man are strong man are

Raw n ragz

Raw n ragz

Raw n ragz

Raw n kmt

I said I'm ragz n raw n raw n ragz

Ragz n raw n raw n ragz

Ragz n raw n raw n ragz

Ragz n raw n ragz n kmt

I go to war for the bags

Man can't ever go war for the slags

Tell your wife; man might bore up ya spouse

Can't pay rent they soon board up your house

Man buy a box put it all into ounce

MJ - Thriller; you talk to the rats

Nah

Man can't support no mouse

Prada, Gucci - man pop all of the tags

All of my Yardies and all of my Afs

Bag of ballers you can't extort the lads

Stoop to your level and sort out the tramps

Took a couple Ls left them all in the past

But my enemies I left them all on their ass

4 cars and a yard and it's all from the graft

Man don't wanna sign no autograph nah

I wanna launder the money from the craft

(Clean)

Raw n ragz

Man go in and it's more than facts

Real fireman when I scorch on tracks

Strap 16s like I walk with a strap

I ain't kicking off the door, cos I walk through the back

We ain't in the same league, man I'm far off the map

Raw and ragz

Awkward chats

In Brum town; bare war and mash

Growing up was a test; talking SATs

C4 hollered me cos we're raw n ragz

Bad man ting, I don't war with prats

Mention my name you'll get more then slapped

I ain't one of them bruddas that fall in the trap

Nah

I tell a man raw n ragz

I ain't inna dem ediat chats

Violate I; get more then wrapped

Yo

I don't wanna slap no one

I don't wanna have to attack no one

I don't wanna track no one

I don't wanna Google Maps no one

I don't wanna kmt… Yo

And that's why I don't wanna clash no one

Cos if a clash goes wrong then

Man haffi switch like

Yo catch those dons dem

So, low me fam

Low me blood you better low me fam

I'm tryna help you help me fam

Got no time to be rowdy fam

Cos if you get mouthy fam then

Man haffi

(Oi C low it)

(Blood)

(Are you stupid)

Raw n ragz

Raw n ragz

Raw n ragz

Raw n kmt

I said I'm ragz n raw n raw n ragz

Ragz n raw n raw n ragz

Ragz n raw n raw n ragz

Ragz n raw n ragz n kmt