Hoopmixtape

lyrics:

so im right now at this mic, 

i dont write because i got to.

i write because i must move.

who the fuck gon' stop me?

demons that i copy? nah fuck that simply movin forward and further.

bitch i am 

the quiet observer aka rap music murder.

when im rappin 

motherfuckers wanna hear it, 

makin snaps postin snapchat 

n i wonder where they're ear is.

when im talkin in the conversation contemplatin planin rational 

'a real content 

they just cant relate to it.

askin me what i been doin.

to foolish to abuse' 'the truth 

livin beautiful fairytales upon the roofs.

its fair to say how you 

are not borned to be trippy 

im bored of this kitty cats 

feelin pity for ya'll wannabee hippies.

and you adults, 

dont think you got the code, 

complex victims let it out at yo foes.

stop snitchin on yo kids, 

lying ass quotes, 

this n that, all from a mind in a box, 

its a cube and its cubic, 

computer using for the youth and afterwards callin us useless.

shotout to all the self-employed kids since the second grade i aint fuckin with toys 

since the day i understood that im pure!

since the day i gave up 

on impressin 'nem all 

since my taste switch to keep it real, 

my family i do it for ya!

and you should too, 

ironic because i shouldnt rap 

what you should do, so keep it wid us two.

the deliverer 

and the listener.

r.a.i.w.u.n., listen bruh!

The Deliverer

prod. by MartN @martnbeats

lyrics:

let me give em a lil piece of mind.

utopian solutions 

i wish they could understand

u told to me sit & listen 

but u misstreated the man 

my thoughts, yeah i share those.

my people aint no weirdos 

yea u could really fear those.

let me live my life the way i wanna live it 

we live inna time it aint no time 

for stupid gimmicks.

sorry that my people 

couldnt really see my vision, 

that they aint been as driven like me

measured by my own succes 

thats what jadakiss said 

painful hours a process with blood 

drippin the path full of liars, foes and lacks niggas neither heard my track 

or ever gave me attention 

i just thought i should mention 

these fuckers wont believe it 

when i tell em that i mean it 

wait a minute yall gon see it.

i spend hours on a remix 

yall listened to it its deep shit.

askin for new music 

thank god nobody leaked it.

(oh my god)

human is getting better, 

better in beeing bad.

they want em big booty, boujee, 

bitches in em dirty beds uh fuckboys 

i laugh 9 outta 10 times they usin 

fucktoys instead.




mama hustlin go to work hand in hand where the bread that we deserve.

school aint payin property 

fastmoney callin me,

life is like a twisted comedy.

beanie sigel said every knock is a boost 

so i remain patient waiting for truth.

father fuck u is u free 

from dem demons when u sleep 

dat way how it shouldnt be.

he left us (all) alone 

right after i was born 

the/that nigga was gone 

feelin under 

and i knew it in my bones.




dont rap for me imma rap for myself, 

for the fortune fellin off 

all these rappers need help.

therapeutic skills boy 

im on top o ma game.

1 above em 7 from yo top 8.

my soul beyond heaven 

so my sobermind clever.

lookin down at u hoes 

ill be gettin higher forever.

and on a few people 

i might drop on some rain 

and depend on the weather 

i let em trashtalkers drain.

yo cash comin fast but all yo bars is lame.

fuck yo haha’s n hihi’s 

my heart been cold like freezer fresh fiji

diamonds when i talk im the man.

the past is the past, 

the more attentious i am. i saw 

good n bad men under suppression 

o corrupt brands, 

drownin desires people spent 

more than they can.

souls can be bought 

dat pretty soulsinger s the same hoe 

that they bought a bag o’ michael kors for.

my whole team rockin polo tee.

we more than a squad, nigga thats family.

u could listen to my words and tell 

that dem beats is raw 

and my story well spelled.

these lyrics keep me alive, 

boy peep the vibe.

september 14th now thats a fuckin conundrum, 

now look at me how cold i run.

Sept. 14th

Sept. 14th (prod. by MartN)

lyrics:

let me aks u something 
u got the answer dont u?
pessimistic conversations 
my perception gone, 
ok im faded.
press the button and i body it 
‘fore i wrote a record i been hoopin 
but before the nba is college shit.
my drive and power on autonomus 
like the answer that im givin u, 
win or loose 
my life is like a winners defeat 
cause the blacker the berry 
the sweeter the bitter i see 
life on earth is unique, 
mic and verse all i need.
beef wid em others pussy dat aint nothin smokin gas at the same spot 
where dem feds is rushin 
yo situation difficult 
watch out for them miserables 
pussy rules the spiritual 
god is a woman no discussion.
her body is a mystical miracle 
but she aint even naiv yet 
not that she denied it 
ass fat she da finest.
passin blunts back to back 
like a book in a library.
my position in society 
sad to say its a irony 
to imagine me 
between these politics for real 
thats like stephen hawking 
wid em hockey sticks.
my flow is so unstopable, 
floppin is really hard to do, 
cops caught me at da arsenal, 
dont give a f like pappa dodo
bout to shoot i promise u and u 
you aint never catch me lackin 
u slippin u just a actor.
twistin up a doubie 
scooby dooby imma ghost.
raiwun in this motherfucka.
hip’a di hop n im hopin on another song.
from the A to the Z every word i collect.
its my bond wid the odds, 
u cowards better show respect.
never off for the cost 
u gotta know what it takes.
my sacrifice amazing, 
the result is a outcome.
ballin like im damian.
doubt, none.
real men say bless man, 
devils sayin amen.
probably offend u, her, him or somebody ion really give a fuck.
mf’n mf’s u could never fuck wid us.
back in the days, 
i thought that i was open minded 
but i was over minded.
now im workin on myself 
meditation the highest 
everytime i leave my body 
i just hope that i re-find it 
but on the ground 
im mindin my business 
if i start it then i finish, 
i been lost but now im in it.
if ur lost then get back 
to yourself and relax.
smoke a couple packs, 
keep on grovin’ to dat.
fuck what the hater say 
only positivity i attract.
i hold da blunt all day 
in da palm o ma hand.
i had a gun strapped on my face 
by this russian man.
i thought it was the end 
somehow he hesitated 
had to recognize my age 
so he puts the pistol back 
in his black briefcase 
and as i turn away 
i knew i aint gon be the same.
face to face with a fidgeter, 
5 seconds sinister 
but 
that prolly went over yo head, 
sit n listen nigga i said 
errything i provide only real shit 
from the scratch."

WUN Season EP

Jazz For Medusa

JAZZ FOR MEDUSA

lyrics:

i wish i had a free wish 
or actually a few 
u bitches keep on drinkin 
but the liquor s drinkin u.
thats why i stay away from the shit 
that i shouldnt do.
fuck the alcohol it drowns 
like all of these hoes 
and u already know 
i fucked the pussy when im sober 
fucked the pussy when im high.
i call the plug for medication 
he aint never gon’ deny.
so much shit thats on my mind.
i think need a guru cause society s blind.
flirtin wid da voodoo 
while im tryin’ to read da signs.
did a lot o misstakes but life is precious 
im mixin gelato wid da purple haze.
my shirt is not givenchy 
this is merch all on my body 
girl i want u on my body.

hook:

whats the weather, whats the weather.
can we spend some time together.

yo december is cold 
hoodie season n snow 
nigga im freezin my toes.
u bitches keep on beeing foes.
where dem real women at 
i got silly feelins for nothin.
thats my all day livin i been 
walkin hallways hidden 
cause when em hawks is switchin 
to dem voltures thats bitchin 
its so hard on a mission.
eatin dis and eatin dat, 
poisoning my craft.
girl i really love u but my energy is crack.
what a epidemical state infectin minds 
all over da nation would dat be ok?

hook:

whats the weather, whats the weather.
can we spend some time together.

judgemental analysis 
really depends on my mood 
and as the sun is rising 
theres a pen and paper too 
which is kept in tact by me.
i wanna be a better person 
gotta raise my frequency 
raiwun is just the freak in me.
r.a.i.w.u.n. u aint gotta comprehend.
this is hiphop for da fam, dis dat old shit.
live from da booth where i wrote it.
smoke fills da room n im focused.
fly over yo head like im derozan 
remain blessed u gotta 
watch out for dem voltures.
my vitamine c’s is so tight my plug 
pulls up in a golden bike no drugs 
only herb what i like gotta be rough 
in a drug dillas psyche.
fuck wid who fuckin wid u 
thats a ancient advice.
and if them pussies dont get it 
they aint really about dat life 
over here we just adaptin 
navigated by the light, 
im at the edge of affordable habbits 
and if rappin pays my ass
i’ll be expandin my standards.
where everythin is just given 
yeah we had to hustle 
just for makin a livin.

What's The Weather

WHATS THE WEATHER

lyrics:

utopian solutions 
i wish they could understand
u told to me sit & listen 
but u misstreated the man 
my thoughts, yeah i share those.
my people aint no weirdos 
yea u could really fear those.
let me live my life the way i wanna live it 
we live inna time it aint no time 
for stupid gimmicks.
sorry that my people 
couldnt really see my vision, 
that they aint been as driven like me
measured by my own succes 
thats what jadakiss said 
painful hours a process with blood 
drippin the path full of liar, 
foes and lacks niggas neither heard my track 
or ever gave me attention 
i just thought i should mention 
these fuckers wont believe it 
when i tell em that i mean it 
wait a minute yall gon see it.
i spend hours on a remix 
yall listened to it its deep shit.
askin for new music 
thank god nobody leaked it.
(oh my god)
human is getting better, 
better in beeing bad.
they want em big booty, boujee, 
bitches in em dirty beds uh fuckboys 
i laugh 9 outta 10 times they usin 
fucktoys instead.
dont rap for me imma rap for myself, 
for the fortune fellin off 
all these rappers need help.
therapeutic skills boy 
im on top o ma game.
1 above em 7 from yo top 8.
my soul beyond heaven 
so my sobermind clever.
lookin down at u hoes 
ill be gettin higher forever.
and on a few people 
i might drop on some rain 
and depend on the weather 
i let em trashtalkers drain.
yo cash comin fast but all yo bars is lame.
fuck yo haha’s n hihi’s 
my heart been cold like freezer fresh fiji
diamonds when i talk im the man.
the past is the past, 
the more attentious i am. i saw 
good n bad men under suppression 
o corrupt brands, 
drownin desires people spent 
more than they can.
souls can be bought 
dat pretty soulsinger s the same hoe 
that they bought a bag o’ michael kors for.
my whole team rockin polo tee.
we more than a squad, nigga thats family.
u could listen to my words and tell 
that dem beats is raw 
and my story well spelled.
these lyrics keep me alive, 
boy peep the vibe.
september 14th now thats a fuckin conundrum, 
now look at me how cold i run.

Sept. 14th (Refill)

SEPT. 14Th (REFILL)

DTL / n.u.w.i.a.r.: new united world in a reincarnation

raiwun

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