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Everything Remains Raw

Word up, let me just fuck with your mind, please

Aiy, Aiyyo-yo-yo, yo, let me fuck up your mind

On time, showin' you the rhythm as I get wreck and get raw

Yeah I be the man comin' off that be raw

It's Busta Rhymes givin' you much more, so

Yo y'all one more time I come

(Y'all)

Knucklehead flow that make you act real dumb

Yo, I burn your food like Florence

(Yo)

Run up in your crib like my name was search warrants

Shut your mouth nigga don't you complain

Fix you up, mix you with cut like procaines

Ooh, insane to your brain

Right on your subconscious, I leave my shit stain

I be the moistest with rhyme overdoses

Hot stepping over shit like Ini Kamoze's

Sick lyrics like multiple sclerosis

Focus, while I display flows ferocious

Weak niggaz just fall and keep tumbling

Distribute lyrics like I'm hand to hand herb hustling

Hardcore like Quick Draw McGraw

Fuck what you heard you ain't heard this before

I make sure everything remains raw

I make sure everything remains raw

I make sure everything remains raw

I make sure everything remains raw

Yo, when I step in the place I leave damages

Nuff bandages on pussy from miscarriages

Yo, watch me bring the newest recipe

Fuck you up quick and condemn you all with leprosy

Let me hit you with flows, that come various

Hah, send you home and make you lie bout your alias

Ha ha, niggaz can't see my routine

When I round up my Flipmode niggaz and get cream

Hey, you! You know what the fuck I mean

Now I'm on the scene, stepping through like Mean Joe Green

Now I'm making you feel the extreme

Till I black you out then turn on my real high beam

Oh shit, now I got your brains fried

Once you inhale smoke from my flow, carbon monoxide

Use your imagination, let me take you higher

Rain hail snow earthquakes, earth, wind and fire

Yo, hit the dirt, get on the floor

I'm that outlaw nigga living right next door

You should just roll out the red carpet

All moving targets, I got you open like supermarkets

(Word up, word up)

Yo yo, there's only five years left

While niggaz is scared to death they breathe they last breath

Days of my life goes on, word is bond

I make you feel my proton, neutron, and electron

Yo, I be the number one icon

Word to the holy Qu'ran, I rock on and on

On and on, hey, on and on and on

You won't understand when I form Voltron

Hahahaha, everything remains raw

I make sure everything remains raw

I make sure everything remains raw

I make sure everything remains raw

I make sure everything remains raw

I make sure everything remains raw

I make sure everything remains raw

I make sure everything remains raw

Word is bond, niggaz don't really understand shit

Niggaz don't motherfuckin' know y'all, hahah

Flipmode is the motherfuckin' Squad y'all, hahah

I make sure everything remains raw, hahah

Word is bond, niggaz don't know the real shit

There's only five years left, word is bond

Niggaz don't know though there's only five years left, hahaha

Remember that nigga, all you, remember that

There's only five years left, hahaha

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