Raw-D - Everyday lyrics

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Raw-D - Everyday lyrics

[Intro: AYEKAY] Lofi.. Lofi.. James Shevvy (Shevelin) on the boards [Verse 1: AYEKAY] A taste for expensive flavor, not even the lord could save em Maybe if he savored the eloquence it'll work in his favor His brim bent to the left with face being straight as a razor He walk a path not much traveled just to see where it'd take em So now he walk lands untraveled to unravel thee Daily ills that weigh down like a pound on society Higher thee L, and ill blow fire like a Lambo Diablo tire When I'm doing donuts, who wanna chief like a tomahawk thrower? Roll up thee indica, in the cut, with a cup, of that poe up Yup, ungh, time to show up Got more drive than the cheapest chauffeur You could, get outta line, and b**h I might throw up, something so sick Shame an ipecac test subject I admit Been writing rhymes up at night, nocturnal emission Knowing very well one day these bars will buy diamonds that glisten Listen, these dreams in my heart be push to start One hunnid horses pull my chariot, come and embark Stare right into the bulls eyes like I'm some throwing some darts But sh**, I ain't scared though, sipping on Murlough Straight out of the chalice be every day in my palace, sh** Glamor and glitz, one hunnid thousand dollar fits Night at the Ritz Carlton, I'm fresh prince, you Carlton So why don't you boogie on over you little sharlaton And make room for the beat bodying, Mr. Make Audience Let out a couple oh's like the logo of an Audi gets The naughtiest chinky eyed rapper that you wanna diss Well tsk tsk, suggest you fall back on ya spinal disc Cause one of my discs can body ya whole damn catalog And embody what these listeners been fiending for all along But check it, listen mister this is just a gist of it Call me a professor, with lyrical arithmetic Hot iron stickin it, in a**es of the ma**es Giving phony MC's too many god damn pa**es Hail mary come to me best believe that I'mma catch it Running pa** all y'all, ain't got no time for ratchets You f**ing tool, you ain't got a fraction of the facets That I'm bringing to the table, get signed to a major label Why don't ya? You make it sound so easy Don't need no third eye cause when you seeing me, you seeing me Ain't that fantastic? sh**, s** a fat dick!