The Khronic - Raw [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Bitch!

[Verse 1]
That dough stacking and my flow packing
I'm life hacking
Till I collapse I be running laps just to drop these raps
Ain't trippin' unless it's incidental
Still killing tracks I do it real gentle
Bitch I know it drives you mental
Cause I'm the pot no peas
In my palm, palm trees
The game I'm finna seize ho please, better ease
Them rappers fake poppa doc
Always looking for the stock
That's the prize
Reason why they vocalize
Now I'm boutta stigmatize all that wack
Then roll me up a snack
Take a flight, just so I can see the light
Get it right I ain't tryna fuck around
Ho, out the blue A legend found
Spitting till they get me crowned
Not close not bound
But I'm still making sound, don't that count?
I be chiefin' paramount

[Bridge]
Uh, don't get it twisted
I got more bars ain't listed
On my own ain't assisted

[Hook]
I'm raw bitch (x3)
Might hunt you down like the saw bitch

[Verse 2]
Like my papers
Smell the dank from my neighbors
Drop craters, I'm dedicated
Staying medicated one time
Only speak out that prime
Know it's raw, man I'm up in the mix
Bitches and hoes fuck y'all tricks
Beware, those clouds are mine up in the air
Hope you pussies stay square
Fuck it I don't really care
I'm just coolin' in my throne
Need a bitch I could bone or a bitch I could own
Hope you rappers stay prone
Out here, still in my zone
I could ride out alone, ho
All my shit real
Don't get me ticked
Don't make me peel
Tell these bitches what's the deal
I might lace my happy meal
Yeah that seems ideal
Never caught a feel, Khronic shit still
Yeah I'm ill, Bitch!

[Hook]