"Raw I Know I Got It" lyrics
DIESEL, NITTI & 1999 WRITE THE FUTURE Lyrics
(feat. Shaquille O'Neal)
[Intro:]
With the first pick in the 1992 NBA draft
The Orlando Magic selects Shaquille O'Neal from Louisiana State University
[DIESEL:]
Should write a book about every step on my way up the ladder
I came out the mud it was an ugly chapter
I don't even show up at your fancy parties
If you see me hanging out it's off the fucking rafters
Only baller that'll go fucking platinum
If you count my points and rebounds quadruple platinum
Got two retired jerseys in two different cities
I'm still waiting on that call from the Orlando Magic
Look, I feel overly blessed, book seven on the check
I cannot be quoted for less
Taking trips day to day
I get global respect
When I'm not with Kenny Smith
I'm still close to a jet
Can't believe my little brother Kobe gone
Thank you for the three-peat
If I talked about that pain, you wouldn't believe me
Might go buy the L.A. Sparks and change the name to the GG's
Get Chuck to coach em, first chip gone be a freebie
Broken records, broken backboards
Broke the records for broken backboards, I'm that raw
Turks and Caicos with a bad bitch
She gone search through my phone she get distracted with the black cards (Ah)
Cars jingle like the bells in a holiday song
Raise my kids and they proud of their home
Stock portfolio is thick as a Harry Potter novel
And my rings got philosopher stones
It's DIESEL
With the first pick in the 1992 NBA draft
The Orlando Magic selects Shaquille O'Neal from Louisiana State University
[DIESEL:]
Should write a book about every step on my way up the ladder
I came out the mud it was an ugly chapter
I don't even show up at your fancy parties
If you see me hanging out it's off the fucking rafters
Only baller that'll go fucking platinum
If you count my points and rebounds quadruple platinum
Got two retired jerseys in two different cities
I'm still waiting on that call from the Orlando Magic
Look, I feel overly blessed, book seven on the check
I cannot be quoted for less
Taking trips day to day
I get global respect
When I'm not with Kenny Smith
I'm still close to a jet
Can't believe my little brother Kobe gone
Thank you for the three-peat
If I talked about that pain, you wouldn't believe me
Might go buy the L.A. Sparks and change the name to the GG's
Get Chuck to coach em, first chip gone be a freebie
Broken records, broken backboards
Broke the records for broken backboards, I'm that raw
Turks and Caicos with a bad bitch
She gone search through my phone she get distracted with the black cards (Ah)
Cars jingle like the bells in a holiday song
Raise my kids and they proud of their home
Stock portfolio is thick as a Harry Potter novel
And my rings got philosopher stones
It's DIESEL
