"Raw, I'ma give it to ya"
"Sounds so raw"
"1000 Rhymes are uncut"
"Raw, I'ma give it to ya"
"R.A. The Rugged Man"
"Watch me cook this verse"
"Raw, I'ma give it to ya"
"Sounds so raw"
"1000 Rhymes are uncut"
"Raw, I'ma give it to ya"
"R.A. The Rugged Man"
"Raw without a doubt"
On the average night, I'm likely to stab a bitch with a knife
That's when I'm chillin', imagine when I'm mad, what it's like
Damn right it's a disastrous sight
Why you think I've been in prison more than half of my life?
My life, wolves, bloods and crips duckin the Dicks
We don't like basketball, but still with them Knicks
Dimes, twenties, fifties and bricks
Sell my aunt shit if the crack need a fix, it's strictly for chips
Do whatever it take, to fakes I could never relate
Y'all can chill long as my cheddar is straight
But if I'm broke, shit, I'ma load the Beretta with eight
Show y'all niggas my gun game is better than great
Little coke baby, ignorant son of a black lady
Who never bothered to teach you 'cause the bitch was that shady
Recognize nigga we can settle the score
Big Si, Dutchmaster, we reppin' the raw, bitch!
"Raw, I'ma give it to ya"
"Sounds so raw"
"1000 Rhymes are uncut"
"Raw, I'ma give it to ya"
"R.A. The Rugged Man"
"Watch me cook this verse"
Yo, it's war, want it all, man, nothin's enough
I'm on the chow line doublin' up, cousin, it's us
Pimpin' out the toy trucks, pumpin' the clutch
Swoop through on the grave shift, dump on you ducks
Above the law, still duckin' the cuffs, still cockin' the truck
I hold you hostage, come up with the bucks
In the mean streets, stuck in the lust
Never trusted in trust, when the pressure's on, perform in the clutch
What my hand deal, call it a flush, nigga fall on your nuts
Northern Lights rap, caught with the rush
Burnin' big buds, tossin' it up, flossin' and such
The broad with the pink Porsche ballin' with us
See my war face, the project halls is rough
With a satellite phone you couldn't call my bluff
Many run-ins with Jakes left my jaw to scuff
On some what? Paper chasin' from dawn to dusk, what?!
"Raw, I'ma give it to ya"
"Sounds so raw"
"1000 Rhymes are uncut"
"Raw, I'ma give it to ya"
"R.A. The Rugged Man"
"Raw without a doubt"
Yo, BK's the reason that your label got a street team
The definition of a street dream, listen to the streets scream!
The game made the pain in my brain longer
But I'm like Magic with AIDS, what don't kill you makes you stronger
Corny chickens, my dick whores be lickin'
50-Pound loads to their jaws they sippin'
And anything I'm rhymin' on
Will spit flames through the roof like
Gonorrheic niggas pissin' with a condom on
Had to do these tricks, slappin' cuties' butts
Dip my balls in vodka, I'm absolutely nuts!
Who's gonna spit, bruisin' your clique
If you nice on the mic, I'm Uncle Scrooge in this bitch
If you bitch, fuck your mouth, that's how the violence starts
More kids know my name than Mike Jackson's private parts
Fuck your roster, my clique burn labels
Dutchmaster scratch your fuckin' face off with a turntable
"Raw, I'ma give it to ya"
"Sounds so raw"
"1000 Rhymes are uncut"
"Raw, I'ma give it to ya"
"R.A. The Rugged Man"
"Watch me cook this verse"
"Raw, I'ma give it to ya"
"Sounds so raw"
"1000 Rhymes are uncut"
"Raw, I'ma give it to ya"
"R.A. The Rugged Man"
"Raw without a doubt"
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