Left Brain – Monday Night Raw (feat. Smoke DZA)


It’s that Monday night Raw
It’s that Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
Ten bulletproof as it lands when I pull up to your city with my campaign
Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
Fuck it, fuck it all
[Hook: Left Brain]

Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
Broken brilliance, believe
Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
Step in my square and I’m crushing your jaw
Monday night Raw
[Verse 1: Left Brain]
I’m jumping off the top rope
Fuck the police nigga
Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
Take a pull of this, see you later

[Hook: Left Brain]
Monday night Raw

WWF nigga
[Intro Sample: Bam Bam Bigelow]
It’s that Monday night Raw
Walk into your local titty bar and pop a hundred fifty bottles full of champagne
Bring your own bud that’s a Monday night law
Big gram, fader
Tombstones, coffins out
It’s that Monday night Raw
[Left Brain]
Monday night Raw
They don’t want a war, they wanna talk shit out
Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
Bam Bam Bam Bam Bigelow
Monday night Raw
Riding through the motherfucking hood with my motherfucking mind gone delegation
Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
Got me feeling like Deuce Bigalow
Monday night Raw

They not to be trusted

Fuck is you talking bout
I don’t need rules
They sus, they Jake the Snake
[Hook: Left Brain]
Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw

Monday night Raw
No cop, no thoughts though nigga
I don’t need regulations
If you ain’t with the gang you a hater

Gotta go to the hood spot nigga
Avoid the fuck shit, delete
Fuck the politics
Pick up, boy, on them you don’t walk this out
Fuck the population nigga
I don’t give a fuck, I don’t care
Monday night Raw

It’s that Monday night Raw
Won’t Figure 4 buzz ain’t no touching my jaw
[Outro Sample: Bam Bam Bigelow]
Monday night Raw
Tree up, feet up, see us, we up

Yeah got me feeling like R. Kelly, I’m a male gigolo
Monday night Raw
Huh, how you figure boy
[Verse 2: Smoke DZA]
Gas mask, faded
Monday night Raw
Monday night Raw
It’s that Monday night Raw