Текст песни Raw Platter - Danny Evans

Stop claiming Norwalk ya not from here
You SONO banned your heart pump fear (Yea ok)

Got Fuego

Christian Webster... hey! (Listen up, listen up)

You claim best in the burbs... Yeah Ok
Not hard to be the best where no rappers stay
You sound like you swam outta Eminem's used rubber
You convicted, no time doing, ratting cock sucker
Speaking on my Daughter, I can't let that slide
Even if you standing next to one with a toy gun talking bout stick ups
I'll click up, then tighten up yo chest like hiccups
Now Uber can't you pick up
I got powers in Austin, oh behave
Trying beef? Wen'Dy's hit ya grill, cry out Dave
Claiming King of CT, up my sleeve it's Ace's
Got Fuego make it napalm haile like Nathan
In the West or Weston get easy top
Turned down 2.3 then G Easy popped (Popped)
Then Logic popped (Popped)
Papi stop (Stop)
9 years and you never made Connecticut hot! (Got Fuego)

Scared of Christian Webster? Nah Nah Nah!
He ain't had a hit since La-la-la!
On the Gram, talking bout set it off with security duuude
Queen Latifah getting more's less pussy than youuu
Whole team armed
Evans in the 707 change the whole curriculum of Green Farms
Scope beam armed
Reload need? Nah
One shot, two kills, two birds, one stone-Need God
Cuz Santo can't save you
And Dana's not there to dress you every morning
I told Fury once, you chose to ignore the warning
Prodigy of Havoc, Fuego Fam Mob Deep seen us Quietly Storm in right?
Or did you forget?
Intention murderous, popping at you like 4th dimension like
Hold that for your lack of retention
How you born into money still can't afford to pay attention?
Raw Platter

Fragile lives get shattered on road
You and Nick could both suck a dick
How far will I take it? Who knows?
I might just leave this heat on repeat at his tombstone
Gray hair and a heart of gold match my two tone (Bling)
Irritated caught up in ya feelings, watch ya mouth
Kid you not a man, you still live at ya Momma house
Speaking of which, I technically never did
See how that THOughT was triggered? Same applies to the kid
For Fun-yuns, in blooming fields prone positioned, stake houses
The irony, step outback and down under, ya blooming onion (POW!)
And murder was the case that they gave me!

I love that you hate me
You lied at the end of Altitude
Your fear being a factor, got swine guts spilling out of you
Proven type to point the finger, blame me for dropping you
When I held you accountable
While rapping and managing myself
Was building a brand, when found out I had a Daughter to raise (Melody)
Way I did ya, got Sons too, it's all in a days
Y'all just rap and you still can't keep up with the pace! AGHHH!
Logically bothered, oughta be
I mean you probably gotta now
That your trapped in this self made web of improbity
You've been spinning thinking you're some sort of animated devil
Which in real life is a rat
Drop back through the back falling-falling back
Through the back drop like (Drop like, drop like)
Huh, hear that silence?
Mira'qui
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For your betrayals I did this for Lil Xan
Next to Verne Troyer, you look like a lil man trying bully a kid
Y esta cancion: Triple XXX rated and y'all Tentacion
When I kick in the door waving the flame throw
All ya heard was Danny don't burn me no more
Over 80K in Fuego sold
And I ain't have to do it with 10 or 11 year olds, pussy!

Scareface, No Women, No Kids