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The Foreign Exchange

Raw Life

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Raw Life was released on August 24, 2004 by The Foreign Exchange Music as a part of the album Connected

Song Details

Release DateAugust 24, 2004

LabelThe Foreign Exchange Music

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM90

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

The Foreign Exchange

The Foreign Exchange

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

M.L.N. Rook

Composer

J Griffin

Songwriter

P. Coleman

Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Rock to the rhythm, back and forth like a pendulum

Swingin' to the beat, competition don't mention 'em

A full course MC, y'all just continental 'em

Posted at the bar but you only copped the minimum

[Verse 2]

While lookin' at me like what the fuck's gotten into 'em

They can't get a handle on the solid foundation me and mine is standin' on

Bringin' it live with no disguise or camouflage

Dropped the yo-yo and stopped **** from putting sandals on

[Verse 3]

We handle ours from bookin' the rhyme management, killin' the wack

And now you a prime candidate for yo' weak shit

That makes the crowd stand inanimate

But at our shows they stand adamant

[Verse 4]

'Te got the corner blitz on got your quarterback scramblin'

Checkin' the sidelines to see just what the fuck is happenin'

You wanna get my playbook and examine it

Connected, twelve-ninety-nine plus shipping and handling, ****

[Verse 5]

Check it out

Everybody wanna walk like, talk like

Fuck around get etched out in chalk like

Down south, homeboy, we do it all night

Now, tell me what you really know about this raw life

[Verse 6]

Everybody gonna walk like, talk like

Fuck around get etched out in chalk like

Down south, homeboy, we do it all night

Now, tell me what you really know about this raw life

[Verse 7]

Yo, cats, I'm done with you

From Joe Scudda, miss and shoot the one with you

Get it in with you, forget you

Put your little album out

Who really cares what your shit do?

[Verse 8]

Fall off in a year, who gonna miss you?

While everything 'Te and Scudda do is official

And when you gonna learn, play with fire, get burned

Settle down, kiddo, wait your fuckin' turn

[Verse 9]

Go back to the lab, get your rhymes right

And don't be mad because we juxed your limelight

Got your own team sayin' our shit bang

Over here, over there, that's The Foreign Exchange

[Verse 10]

Ain't nothin' you can pull, try, do, or fuckin' say

With cats rippin' overseas tracks by Nicolay

This shit gon' blow, I'll tell you how the shit'll go

With Joe Scudda and Tiggalo the Rap Gigolo

[Verse 11]

Yo, check it out

Everybody wanna walk like, talk like

Fuck around get etched out in chalk like

Down south, homeboy, we do it all night

Now, tell me what you really know about this raw life

[Verse 12]

Everybody gonna walk like, talk like

Fuck around get etched out in chalk like

Down south, homeboy, we do it all night

Now, tell me what you really know about this raw life

[Verse 13]

I feel a sense of urgency when I write now

I'm rap Scottie Appleton, you new jack **** should pipe down

Mashed rhymes and beats deliver my life sounds

That got these A&R's tryin' to figure the price out

[Verse 14]

Anything less than six, ****, it's lights out

Don't try to make me feel like I need you

I saw you later signin' at the in-store

The whole shit was see through

[Verse 15]

He couldn't draw a crowd with a paintbrush and a easel

Stay tuned for the sequel

And if we meet in public, won't be none of that PC shit like, nice to meet you

[Verse 16]

I spit with no prejudice

Thought kissin' ass was in my blood type, O negative

You can bet it's a style that's embedded in the streets

[Verse 17]

It's a prime factor, puttin' the smash on y'all like middle linebackers

****, save your back talk for the chiropractor

You fuckers know just what I'm after

[Verse 18]

Everybody wanna walk like, talk like

Fuck around get etched out in chalk like

Down south, homeboy, we do it all night

Now, tell me what you really know about this raw life

[Verse 19]

Everybody gonna walk like, talk like

Fuck around get etched out in chalk like

Down south, homeboy, we do it all night

Now, tell me what you really know about this raw life

Written by: J Griffin, M.L.N. Rook, P. Coleman

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