Paroles de Raise The Dead

[Intro: Hell Razah] Yea... Rabii Razah New style... my nigga Twin Yo Data... let's step that rap game up, nigga This is murder right here [Hell Razah:] Aiyo my nickname Raise the Dead, used to be a knuckle head Now I know ingredients to cook up and cut the bread Hustle yours, look up, stash that, dump the feds Landmine, goldmines, step on, use the ledge One rhyme will turn time, you stepped onto a bed Death beds at street corners, T&T creep on us Never sleep, stay awake, make you call police on us Eat lead, catch that ho ladder, keep it for us Posionous to the thief who cheat, wanna eat before us Lost scrolls we wrote, now you wanna read it for us Black jewel be you, Hebrew, we the poorest See through your bullshit, gotta keep a full clip When my niggas do flip, everything we pull hit All my chicks talk about how Razah got that good dick [Outro: Hell Razah] Haha...