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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rah Digga
Rah Digga
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dana Owens
Dana Owens
Songwriter
Mark Howard James
Mark Howard James
Songwriter
Rashia Fisher
Rashia Fisher
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dj Premiere
Dj Premiere
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah Digga
Check it out now, uh
Dirty Harriet, Dirty Harriet, Dirty Harriet
Where's my sisters?
Where's my sisters?
This one's for the brothers
The brothers, the brothers
Said I be rappin' for the ladies
What's up, ladies?
But this one's for the brothers
Yeah, check it out now
The brothers, the brothers
[Verse 2]
Now I'm the baby in the family, and I got three siblings
Three older brothers, and we tryna make a living
So we hustle and we bubble and we comin' up fast
Ain't gon' never be the same since moms and pops passed
The oldest one, child prodigy, no doubt
Ever since he was a kid, used to ride a **** out
All grown up now, nice job, nice clout
Nice wife, nice house, tryna take the right route
Treat sis' like a queen, brother gave me everything
Anytime I got in trouble, he could probably pull some strings
Walked Daddy's footsteps and career, same speed
Made the greatest big brother and father to his own seed
But something happened on the job, he started snappin'
Problems with the wifey, wiggin' out and started cappin'
Tried to himself in just to make things right
Ended up takin' flight 'cause he not the jail type
[Verse 3]
The lesson of today
You have to listen to each and every
Single word I have to say because
Rah Digga
Remains raw
Followed the rules
You hear me
[Verse 4]
The lesson of today
You have to listen to each and every
Single word I have to say because
Rah Digga
Remains raw
Followed the rules
You hear me
[Verse 5]
Now, I got a second brother, me and this one was closer
Made me a little tomboy, like he was supposed to
Tearin' up the place, blowin' weed in my face
Irresponsible to death, parents stayin' on his case
Probably 'cause he wanted to be the baby in the family
Drinkin' with his friends, mackin' up, Mommy carry me
Lil' halfway crook gettin' crazy on the mic
Wasn't really into rap, but this **** sound tight
Used to tell me all the time, don't wet none, sis'
By this time next year, we gon' be dumb rich
That's when I heard the ill, my physical got killed
Just a couple of weeks after signin' a record deal
Now somebody got to bust and after gettin' a little tough
And on the block 'round the clock, **** ain't seen nothing (Yeah, right)
Never seen a brother more determined or eager
Moms and pops couldn't see it, now we not gon' see it either
[Verse 6]
The lesson of today
You have to listen to each and every
Single word I have to say because
Rah Digga
Remains raw
Followed the rules
You hear me
[Verse 7]
The lesson of today
You have to listen to each and every
Single word I have to say because
Rah Digga
Remains raw
Followed the rules
You hear me
[Verse 8]
Now my last and final brother, kinda something out the norm
Some say part depressed, some say part deformed
Record unclean since his early teens
In and out the youth house, playin' all the crime scenes
Early hangin' with fiends, smokin' all type of things
Used to chase a basketball, now he chasin' pipe dreams
(From the door) It was wrong, undetected too long
Bugged out when he was little, now he big devil spawn
Little too early, had to kick him out the house
He just wanted some attention, that's what that was all about
Used to bust down the door, moms cry, pops fight
Even family counseling couldn't make this shit right
Word on the street, everybody wanna do him
From his so-called boys to all the chickens he was screwin'
Anybody get the chance gon' probably unload
How much longer sis' got before the last brother go? (Oh, no)
[Verse 9]
The lesson of today
You have to listen to each and every
Single word I have to say because
Rah Digga
Remains raw
Followed the rules
You hear me
[Verse 10]
The lesson of today
You have to listen to each and every
Single word I have to say because
Rah Digga
Remains raw
Followed the rules
You hear me
[Verse 11]
Rah Digga
Rah Digga
Written by: Dana Owens, Mark Howard James, Rashia Fisher
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