[Verse 1: King Raw]
Bet (x9)
There comes a time in a young man life
Where he has to go and grind
All these niggas wanna' steal light
King Raw nigga
Like a pre rolled
Will I fail
I don't think so
King Raw weak
Never heard such
And on da beat
OG Willie klutch
Niggas never knew
That I had a flow
I never tell
I always showed, proved
Young nigga makin' these moves
Still getting knowledge
Im still going to school
HIer Learning, HIer Class
You niggas, never pass
Raider is the fuckin' klan
Copy cats never last
Please hand me my glass
Let me sip this drank at last
Let me find somewhere to ash
I shouldn't even have to ask
And she glorify her ass
Cause she see that I got cash
But its not even about that
I do this shit cause i love rap
All them niggas use to laugh
Always told me I was trash
Granny said i have a future
So I left them in my past
Im just mastering my craft
Dont know why u cannot see
That i cannot be defeat
Like im walking on my knees
Dont know why they still asleep
So just playback this cd
And I do this shit for free
So just get it while u can
For I have to charge a fee
Cause recording is not cheap
And my niggaa got to eat
Im just sayin' how it be
Like, two tech nine
In the columbine
Tony hawk can't grind
Like a young nigga mane
Light that pine
Let it ease my mind
While I make mo' heat
Like propane mane
This black magic
Wishin like Alladin
Just like a dragon
U can be slain
Im no longer playin'
Finna go super saiyan
Do u see, ima God MC
With a flow
Like moses, in the sea
Seperate enemies
And just receive this underground piece
That represent me
As far as peace in my city
It doesn't exist
Matter fact deceased
Im just tryna' blow like cannons
Can't leave my family, in this famine
The damage is done, outlandish
What's become, In this world
Where we so young
Just to have fun
We go dumb, Goddamit
Im just planning
To finish all of my classes
Deplenish, All of you rappers
You finished, I am da master
Gettin paid just like a pension
You all should pay attention
You artist got something missin'
Im thinkin', Yo' heart not in it
You only rap for the image
A couple of pretty women
Not knowin' we just get pennies
Hold on, I am not finish
So let me tell u the difference
King Raw, don't have no limits
While u on twitter, straight bitchin'
But the clock is still tickin'
Thinkin bout' sayin', good riddance
But I am never quitin
I'm shakin' the game
Like a stripper seeing some benjies
Hold yo' head in shame
As I whip around in benzes
Exes blowin kisses
Off da frame, Like some lenses
No longer stressed, No tension
In the water like im fishin
Now wait
Let me take a puff or two
Brushin off da residue
Watch me sip a cup of juice
While i rise above you
(I got it, K.O.)
Registration Day was produced by Willie Klutch.