Nothing Raekwon
"Nothing" by Raekwon, released in 2021, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of struggle, resilience, and the pursuit of authenticity amidst adversity. The lyrics convey a sense of introspection and the harsh realities of life. Musically, it features a smooth, jazzy beat, highlighting Raekwon's lyrical prowess. The song resonates with listeners seeking depth in hip-hop narratives.
[Intro]
Fly money shit
Niggas always love this type of shit, nigga
You know what I'm sayin'?
This is for the fuckin' skunks out there, nigga
For the fuckin' robbers, nigga
And angry niggas, man
For real, man, it don't stop
It never did, nigga, neither
Real rap, nigga
Let's go in, nigga, stop playin' with these niggas, man
[Verse 1]
Yeah
There he go, flashing his armor
Army jacket, jumping in a new, Fisk Karma
Project niggas, low garments
Tolerance level is low
Dough fly through, yep, we on it
Yeah
Scheming in the back of the Benzes
Hundred shot, AK, straight off your lenses
Do it again, screw-face, a new face up again
This is how I know it's a win
You know we pop rappers down, and them broke actors
Tax athletes, yap you at the track meet, black
Keep it a thousand while we slap niggas right in they houses
Let's take the jewelry off, you unannounced, kid
Real niggas know, real niggas'll blow
At any given second, it's real, gimme the "Go"
And I'ma tear one of y'all apart slow
Then scar you with one of these daggers
Then drag you through the snow, what?
Fly money shit
Niggas always love this type of shit, nigga
You know what I'm sayin'?
This is for the fuckin' skunks out there, nigga
For the fuckin' robbers, nigga
And angry niggas, man
For real, man, it don't stop
It never did, nigga, neither
Real rap, nigga
Let's go in, nigga, stop playin' with these niggas, man
[Verse 1]
Yeah
There he go, flashing his armor
Army jacket, jumping in a new, Fisk Karma
Project niggas, low garments
Tolerance level is low
Dough fly through, yep, we on it
Yeah
Scheming in the back of the Benzes
Hundred shot, AK, straight off your lenses
Do it again, screw-face, a new face up again
This is how I know it's a win
You know we pop rappers down, and them broke actors
Tax athletes, yap you at the track meet, black
Keep it a thousand while we slap niggas right in they houses
Let's take the jewelry off, you unannounced, kid
Real niggas know, real niggas'll blow
At any given second, it's real, gimme the "Go"
And I'ma tear one of y'all apart slow
Then scar you with one of these daggers
Then drag you through the snow, what?
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