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Текст песни Big Daddy Kane - Raw

Big Daddy Kane - Raw слова песни

Intro: I start to go, my rhymes`ll flowSo, get up and dance cause Kane said soIf you were lounging around it`s time to get upPardon my expression, but I`mma tear shit upI appear right here, and scare and dare, a mere musketeerThat would dare to compare, I do declareGetting busy is where it`s atBut what you`re saying, you wouldn`t get a point for thatCause you`re a featherweight, and your rhymes you carry lightBut I drop bass just like Barry WhiteSo how could you think that you pose a threat?You say you`re rocking, how many shows you get?All your vocals go local on the M-I-CMines go a great distance, like AT&TI`m now new to this, I`m true to this, nothing you can do to thisFuck around with Kane and come out black and blue for thisSo, yo, go for what you knowAttempt to debate so I can humiliateWe can go rhyme for rhyme, word for word, verse for verseGet you a nurse, too late, get you a hearseTo take you to your burial groundBecause the Big Daddy Kane always throws downCorrect, I get respect, I`m out to collectCash money, cause I get rawEverybody get up! (x4)Kane: boy do I hate a...I`m coming! (x5)Here I am, R-A-WA terrorist, here to bring trouble toPhony MC`s, I move on and seizeI just conquer and stomp another rapper with easeCause I`m at my apex and others are belowNothing but a milliliter, I`m a kiloSecond to none, making MC`s runSo don`t try to step to me, cause I ain`t the oneI relieve rappers just like TylenolAnd they know it, so I don`t see why you allTry to front, perpetrating a stuntWhen you know that I`ll smoke you up like a bluntI`m genuine like Gucci, raw like sushiTo stage a rage is what rap did to meTo make me want to create chaos and mayhemCold rock a party until the A.M.I`ll make a muscle, grab the mic and hustleWhile you stand dazed and amazed, I bust aLittle rhyme with authority, superiorityAnd captivate the whole crowd`s majorityThe rhymes I use definitely amuseBetter than Dynasty, or Hill Street BluesI`m sure to score adored for more without a flawCause I get rawEverybody get up! (x5)With speech like a reverend, rappers start severingAnd in my lifetime, believe I`ve never beenBeaten, or eaten and just tooken outYou know, come to think about it, I keep MC`s looking outAnd real nervous when I`m at your serviceGive me that title, boy, you don`t deserve thisI work like a slave to become a masterAnd when I say a rhyme, you that it has toBe perfectly fitted, cause I`m committedThe entertainer and trainer and Kane`ll get with itI go and flow and grow to let you knowI damage ya I`m not an amateur but a pro--fessional unquestionable without doubt superbSo full of action, my name should be a verbMy voice will float on every note When I clear my throat, that`s all she wrote!The minute that the Kane starts to go onBelieve it`s gonna be smooth sailing so onAs I put other rappers out of their miseryGet them in a battle and make them all historyRuling and schooling MC`s that I`m duelingWatch them all take a fall as I sit back coolingOn my throne, with a bronze microphoneHmm, God bless the child that can`t hold his ownCause I get rawAin`t it good to you? (x3)Documentary: here`s an experiment to begin with...Twenty-four sev chilling, killing like a villainThe meaning of raw is Ready And WillingTo do whatever is clever, take a loss, neverAnd the rhymes I bust, coming off is a mustAnd I come off hard with rhymes that are oddI rip the microphone and leave it scarredNever smoking or hitting or taking a sniffOnly crushing MC`s that be trying to riffI get strong and titanic, do work like a mechanicMake MC`s panic, they all get franticAnd skeptic, like a girl on a contraceptiveAs I rock but hey, what you expected?I`ll get raw for you just like a warriorRapping like a samurai and I`ll be damned if IEver let a Fisher-Price MC hangTheir rhymes are toy, nothing but yin-yangSo if we battle on the microphoneBring your own casket and tombstoneAnd I`ma preach your funeralTell me who in the world could ever come with moreI get raw

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