Raw I’mma give it to ya, with no trivia.
Raw like cocaine straight from Bolivia.
U-God, “Da Mystery of Chessboxin,” from Wu-Tang Clan’s Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers), 1993
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Raw I’mma give it to ya, with no trivia.
Raw like cocaine straight from Bolivia.
Working hard may help you maintain,
To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain.
I be tossin’, enforcin’, my style is awesome.
I’m causin’ more Family Feuds than Richard Dawson.
And the survey said: “You’re dead.”
Fatal Flying Guillotine chops off your fuckin’ head!
I got beef with commercial-ass niggas with gold teeth
Lampin’ in a Lexus eatin’ beef.
Feeling mad hostile, wearing Aéropostale,
Flowing like Christ when I speaks the gospel.
Ghostface, catch the blast of a hype verse,
My glock bursts, leave in a hearse, I did worse.
I come rough, tough like an elephant tusk,
Ya head rush, fly like Egyptian musk.
I be tossin’, enforcin’, my style is awesome.
I’m causin’ more Family Feuds than Richard Dawson.
And the survey said: “You’re dead.”
Fatal Flying Guillotine chops off your fuckin’ head!
I smoke on the mic like Smokin’ Joe Frazier,
The hell raiser, raisin’ hell with the flavor.
First of all, who’s your A&R?
A mountain climber who plays an electric guitar?
But he don’t know the meaning of dope,
When he’s lookin for a suit and tie rap
That’s cleaner than a bar of soap!
And I’m the dirtiest thing in sight,
Matter of fact, bring out the girls and let’s have a mud fight.